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." 588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPccYqLi9oy
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 feet588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXoAJS1RPDq
Stolen away from me588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnhpZTmLcVL
The sun nowhere to be seen588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDP2CsTUBv1
Rain pounding on my face588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxRsn6VX39Y
I look and I look but I see nothing588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3riRXBxXEr
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL0TXnV3QYU
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh16zXkXiEf
Has stolen away a piece of me588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc8sQbTSow5
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYYIIhgKe1m
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡT7aBVc2JDe
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1s1eMhG7ls
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrcKHErW6qp
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlTthP12SJy
Again and again and again588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgEBn8lvvo4
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3cZmbAvaS3
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5fdsbBtqkx
The rain stops, the waves calm588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnmG7hKpG4R
The sand beneath my feat588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjM42fJfPzM
Carried beneath the waves588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpm4Ku30GYJ
The sun on my face588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWBcoLx89ve
A golden glow in a lavish haze588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUlupVyvLhw
And my Father above who is indeed there588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDtyKT3wOEO
Though my love is gone, my Father is there588Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZJ9JiAdrKN
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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