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." 649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIDXNNX4QP7
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 feet649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFaayIzoCGp
Stolen away from me649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU04aPANIF9
The sun nowhere to be seen649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuOTGUTltBg
Rain pounding on my face649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvwlz2036Z2
I look and I look but I see nothing649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOTGr8UuMDM
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrZLwhkoZTE
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrUiXMYnBiE
Has stolen away a piece of me649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSIqPelm035
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxCvqwhtnqo
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC41HNil22N
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaLjAcJ4Hyo
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAMZY3GgKUQ
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv47CBSdsYv
Again and again and again649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLnS6HVNh3p
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeujTcVD8GR
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh32poiH7dr
The rain stops, the waves calm649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDaodNrAKUq
The sand beneath my feat649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0xy1BGNEp1
Carried beneath the waves649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAFPnYL3ISj
The sun on my face649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVKx3XClZEj
A golden glow in a lavish haze649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCMwNYXOVD6
And my Father above who is indeed there649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAFrHp1PAW5
Though my love is gone, my Father is there649Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3aNWNQXVNY
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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