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." 905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡen8hojnhVB
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 feet905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ39D33F2dE1
Stolen away from me905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDuidqcUoiM
The sun nowhere to be seen905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH0zCMIu555
Rain pounding on my face905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyRzoEQGcL0
I look and I look but I see nothing905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkAubKIw9sR
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIx1PqAPsCU
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEO1KdFL982
Has stolen away a piece of me905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaRipN70L9m
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3XnLCoKdHi
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlZdeM81YKd
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeGBQdX7Xwf
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgdQXo1B3JB
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpXgSwN7pPg
Again and again and again905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ0VS12QIRZ
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8qw6F5fhMh
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOSkH8QlPnQ
The rain stops, the waves calm905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1fHFNRJchl
The sand beneath my feat905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuRAmNLItF6
Carried beneath the waves905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgoLmLR3DPR
The sun on my face905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYAwhVGbV3c
A golden glow in a lavish haze905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEXhvFerkHZ
And my Father above who is indeed there905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMuFvLqeD8O
Though my love is gone, my Father is there905Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcB9a66w7FA
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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