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." 427Please respect copyright.PENANAeZUkg7HjLQ
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 feet427Please respect copyright.PENANAU2WzC95c9L
Stolen away from me427Please respect copyright.PENANAzNUMjo3Irq
The sun nowhere to be seen427Please respect copyright.PENANAGQj0WiQjsy
Rain pounding on my face427Please respect copyright.PENANAJsCHH4njTB
I look and I look but I see nothing427Please respect copyright.PENANATKgjm5j0Qb
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing427Please respect copyright.PENANAEArYIDIvWV
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth427Please respect copyright.PENANA11iycvte43
Has stolen away a piece of me427Please respect copyright.PENANAns9cbQWrcU
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking427Please respect copyright.PENANA1c3OiBSvqN
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him427Please respect copyright.PENANATHInt6M9lx
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?427Please respect copyright.PENANAhKhV7W8GCw
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared427Please respect copyright.PENANAksrahkpTwJ
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray427Please respect copyright.PENANA7P7htcL6b0
Again and again and again427Please respect copyright.PENANAZS9918kbDx
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending427Please respect copyright.PENANAYqOlY49LY6
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith427Please respect copyright.PENANA1q2NbjNCvZ
The rain stops, the waves calm427Please respect copyright.PENANA0II339rSva
The sand beneath my feat427Please respect copyright.PENANAt2I0nyhHgr
Carried beneath the waves427Please respect copyright.PENANA6baF4JFWeF
The sun on my face427Please respect copyright.PENANApN1HLCyy5q
A golden glow in a lavish haze427Please respect copyright.PENANAzUn09K8hgp
And my Father above who is indeed there427Please respect copyright.PENANAe7Hp0AWDXn
Though my love is gone, my Father is there427Please respect copyright.PENANAQZLtbBjBEv
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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