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." 589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWRqwpDdYsW
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 feet589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU6vohjah3a
Stolen away from me589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGRmMtX4Kfy
The sun nowhere to be seen589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr5tUPVNztP
Rain pounding on my face589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGbtKUI0Iut
I look and I look but I see nothing589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgUin8vn520
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyfN2qG3sVY
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbXE8KB9Wd9
Has stolen away a piece of me589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyF44hxFOao
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl917oTQHDr
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyHx50zAUfj
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaEtrAZTraQ
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxSDlbJnFQY
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT600XYJbvi
Again and again and again589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEqbUnpLBqI
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmxalj0w80C
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0bE0zB1Jx3
The rain stops, the waves calm589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQDNmJNrJsT
The sand beneath my feat589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ51rD1xJZD3
Carried beneath the waves589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNK4UWtpt0Z
The sun on my face589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDiIysWPT8r
A golden glow in a lavish haze589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3GuhdnkqCs
And my Father above who is indeed there589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuCjq1OUAHn
Though my love is gone, my Father is there589Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5BmSHg0X55
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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