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." 614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeR9e0RanXK
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 feet614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdCaRgDlkFH
Stolen away from me614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuvuqZBrovW
The sun nowhere to be seen614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu7ISp6h9lv
Rain pounding on my face614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhankq97v4c
I look and I look but I see nothing614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwFLaV8BLXW
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxDwsSIvRia
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQD7YmJYOzr
Has stolen away a piece of me614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ3ohFvMKol
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuTsferwJBQ
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Q6ajytSFq
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOtWaAN6slu
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLy1FwdQ9nt
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE7y6baCqnE
Again and again and again614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNmP8Oza0KP
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRt5tyM9UI4
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnTnkIt8UwN
The rain stops, the waves calm614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIhdlrQiwOX
The sand beneath my feat614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkVXQs4aJ2r
Carried beneath the waves614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWv1ohRIqpb
The sun on my face614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEc9YB8WiIM
A golden glow in a lavish haze614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ0Y1IF7kk8
And my Father above who is indeed there614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN4w17E8wW9
Though my love is gone, my Father is there614Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz4ZZpGSDD9
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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