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." 952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ322iBYzVGR
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 feet952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9QM9WPPX1W
Stolen away from me952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKg7fuPkWS7
The sun nowhere to be seen952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJwzJfVVx47
Rain pounding on my face952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf9VJcOgpuu
I look and I look but I see nothing952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBNft8tP9KD
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZMHMUQtNPa
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh2hTnivZIh
Has stolen away a piece of me952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQkvTCdhIk3
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlwipwA5GJH
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZL0druQps4
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXeeufUWN3T
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsNoB9H7Gml
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEoT61np30j
Again and again and again952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNxyKeDsPhr
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlrg4Pnm7Xp
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaQju5eRf1U
The rain stops, the waves calm952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbkcwxHGsbI
The sand beneath my feat952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpVsDjPs0TX
Carried beneath the waves952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzNyvUaifMJ
The sun on my face952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCTxBe33wgH
A golden glow in a lavish haze952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBavxNMfBnh
And my Father above who is indeed there952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh4kBeRllCh
Though my love is gone, my Father is there952Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfjLnDzpH5b
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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