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." 592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6T3qp5XqpM
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 feet592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyIX0LDshIU
Stolen away from me592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI3g9FTtlqq
The sun nowhere to be seen592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8DnCAbYzP4
Rain pounding on my face592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6PpNiQ9uNq
I look and I look but I see nothing592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj6RBzpqJTz
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi08MDXIVtA
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF0w4LuKpv0
Has stolen away a piece of me592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0yRrxpoJnn
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlhdmUoKMxo
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcbGUkNo9Ll
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpHhcNPX7dP
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs7tk63tGtP
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFgYPg6i76W
Again and again and again592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTckUJhP6mj
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1x1yciaOdy
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuBdSnYQRx4
The rain stops, the waves calm592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1HkEBU2BMe
The sand beneath my feat592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTcVjqRjeQp
Carried beneath the waves592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNqURgr5aTC
The sun on my face592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvIrXrR6zZo
A golden glow in a lavish haze592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIBwWEbVKzb
And my Father above who is indeed there592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrkr1Fwsfh8
Though my love is gone, my Father is there592Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv5yORyHcnD
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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