It's a hard time and a...different time to say the least. For some, this whole experience is new. But we can all do this together if we just have faith and trust in another.
I read one time in "This I Believe" (a book where people - like Albert Einstein, Warren Christopher, and just normal people like Sarah Adams - write what they believe) a man who wrote - he goes by the name of William O. Douglas - "Then one day in a moment of great crisis, I came to understand the words of my father: 'If I die, it will be glory; if I live, it will be grace.' That was [my father's] evening star - the faith in a power greater than man...we need the faith of our father's...the faith that dedicates us to something bigger and more important. Only if we have faith will we be able guide the destiny of nations, in this the most critical period of world history. This I believe." 703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwLyEeyjZCi
I also read, in the same book, Warren Christopher's beliefs. He believed that there will always be moments "when one must rely upon the good faith and judgement of others. So, while each of us faces - at one time or another - the prospect of driving alone down a dark road, what we must learn with experience is that the approaching light may not be a threat, but a shared moment of trust."
And, with that, here's my poem:
The sand beneath my feet703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUjRLGZE9WY
Stolen away from me703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpHOYpr8Hxq
The sun nowhere to be seen703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmxFDQjGiBO
Rain pounding on my face703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ21ppeJfL7f
I look and I look but I see nothing703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxKvK7tYpwD
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCcFHFLLkqd
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSB5kxVP7Dz
Has stolen away a piece of me703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfqdu9z5bjf
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6XS3m3Yjra
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡltCtlSRI12
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz0OopSXUHa
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEuPcmxh1qX
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVpZ6xdrE0Y
Again and again and again703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQsSJW6zq89
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfkBUbTeyJy
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIP2gKuaNAQ
The rain stops, the waves calm703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzEeauNyXa7
The sand beneath my feat703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn35rSRZ95L
Carried beneath the waves703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmPgUZ7HBiV
The sun on my face703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8QGgorl1e9
A golden glow in a lavish haze703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvHEl8Wj2GJ
And my Father above who is indeed there703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGHa0BiH474
Though my love is gone, my Father is there703Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNpus3mDybO
He will always be there
This is not for the those in India, however. I wrote this poem for those who have lost a loved one. A child, a friend, a husband, a wife, a brother, a sister.
~Noelle
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