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." 412Please respect copyright.PENANAK4hpvYkZf5
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 feet412Please respect copyright.PENANAwirLWaDAKi
Stolen away from me412Please respect copyright.PENANAR2KuaURUMx
The sun nowhere to be seen412Please respect copyright.PENANASe57IcrV2k
Rain pounding on my face412Please respect copyright.PENANABisJsMyxHI
I look and I look but I see nothing412Please respect copyright.PENANAosnrivW5Yc
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing412Please respect copyright.PENANAXC7K1FhqnG
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth412Please respect copyright.PENANAmcyQvj21N0
Has stolen away a piece of me412Please respect copyright.PENANAighLLJiOKY
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking412Please respect copyright.PENANAB2VbuN6IMI
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him412Please respect copyright.PENANAw50BoRAZtB
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?412Please respect copyright.PENANA6TOpS5mmIN
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared412Please respect copyright.PENANAuWCYNBd93d
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray412Please respect copyright.PENANAsZ02PDtIgC
Again and again and again412Please respect copyright.PENANAKps3wR5gwL
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending412Please respect copyright.PENANAUDgCR50D3n
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith412Please respect copyright.PENANAoX9mdFOKmq
The rain stops, the waves calm412Please respect copyright.PENANAGLTWl3UyqA
The sand beneath my feat412Please respect copyright.PENANA2HFqsczVck
Carried beneath the waves412Please respect copyright.PENANAGT7u5Z9pXG
The sun on my face412Please respect copyright.PENANAiknQaDgojT
A golden glow in a lavish haze412Please respect copyright.PENANA5CkU3j3EcP
And my Father above who is indeed there412Please respect copyright.PENANAD6ullJf1wX
Though my love is gone, my Father is there412Please respect copyright.PENANAmjsIRmmKKD
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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