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." 679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfycb05ee1I
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 feet679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAggjOOdOA9
Stolen away from me679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyeKpC45W2q
The sun nowhere to be seen679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1Yg63im8uT
Rain pounding on my face679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjlkdm3uqWb
I look and I look but I see nothing679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYRIYP2fcqO
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKp7oUp8San
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ15B8hMCZJY
Has stolen away a piece of me679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbYMhXJe4LK
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgmZaI9AHJn
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRvqchZouSc
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡevtxNSkf6a
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEzaiVklg2w
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMbMYFQyXMs
Again and again and again679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaEUVPcChpW
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYD0A3aplSR
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTUUbBeM1w8
The rain stops, the waves calm679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFoeCaREvD8
The sand beneath my feat679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqQdwkF5G0o
Carried beneath the waves679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiw0SEKXHzg
The sun on my face679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6LESCUHRuy
A golden glow in a lavish haze679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo7qrknBX61
And my Father above who is indeed there679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnj1RjsIc79
Though my love is gone, my Father is there679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSn6AzKBlUx
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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