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." 591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Mn1k2E5KV
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 feet591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTtb3SK6G2c
Stolen away from me591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfhOYATWAOL
The sun nowhere to be seen591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrHOdzcEkkU
Rain pounding on my face591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdSDAgHEYbN
I look and I look but I see nothing591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRsAvKSS4m0
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9jY3MWeTYE
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAhXbslbv8D
Has stolen away a piece of me591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiSNbQudb5y
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfpgMfvwPuY
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7LKp0ssYtt
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgUWysiXqF2
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVJWY3NvVmF
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRANuCwzg72
Again and again and again591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2n9X4p7DnX
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWUqxhIp0NO
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwwgBoFYTVJ
The rain stops, the waves calm591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdeytxCBrzO
The sand beneath my feat591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUP8jdGdzAv
Carried beneath the waves591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtE7QpNpZ15
The sun on my face591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQWhMHMbpyq
A golden glow in a lavish haze591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlrs16dfJTQ
And my Father above who is indeed there591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQmB4cY38jl
Though my love is gone, my Father is there591Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuJ837avXok
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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