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." 428Please respect copyright.PENANAkrIeySoqVg
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 feet428Please respect copyright.PENANADRHX0DHpNY
Stolen away from me428Please respect copyright.PENANAj5ko1r4Oxg
The sun nowhere to be seen428Please respect copyright.PENANAednrPPzoBA
Rain pounding on my face428Please respect copyright.PENANAtWIHSiW37u
I look and I look but I see nothing428Please respect copyright.PENANACDQkjgIpIl
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing428Please respect copyright.PENANAQ2h56ZjoBt
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth428Please respect copyright.PENANAUUbWPSM0zX
Has stolen away a piece of me428Please respect copyright.PENANAutkwpDBYkg
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking428Please respect copyright.PENANAu9IMnZoKkt
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him428Please respect copyright.PENANAC5ruoh8ftQ
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?428Please respect copyright.PENANAzyC9Z0jyVW
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared428Please respect copyright.PENANAkLJcqM3Wba
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray428Please respect copyright.PENANAD82LnG3SSt
Again and again and again428Please respect copyright.PENANAZPe5eIa5xC
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending428Please respect copyright.PENANALoOB3YEUG4
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith428Please respect copyright.PENANA28NcsftdEs
The rain stops, the waves calm428Please respect copyright.PENANAszRz6iWiLY
The sand beneath my feat428Please respect copyright.PENANArMLmfFd3NU
Carried beneath the waves428Please respect copyright.PENANAa3VNb2OdB0
The sun on my face428Please respect copyright.PENANABjRRYlJqFg
A golden glow in a lavish haze428Please respect copyright.PENANAYKMyoi2qFm
And my Father above who is indeed there428Please respect copyright.PENANAltMr0rBemz
Though my love is gone, my Father is there428Please respect copyright.PENANAloKjh15e4B
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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