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." 617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaMP9XaGGaw
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 feet617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡblM2beyGT5
Stolen away from me617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsWRlsMAjrz
The sun nowhere to be seen617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZjhOwxC8Us
Rain pounding on my face617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcTn77BECJM
I look and I look but I see nothing617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBpt7zSfqKf
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL9inTy8BPv
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFt01h8vl3Y
Has stolen away a piece of me617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnLLKhfii6p
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq4xAt4ocav
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgokklBCV5J
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpIJfMJMAOX
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEkWPkaPzbq
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwo1D02S4Ka
Again and again and again617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRjMKXAua21
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH802GAz8MB
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjOWiW2L6wP
The rain stops, the waves calm617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiInXu3pnIq
The sand beneath my feat617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbhY18cfR3b
Carried beneath the waves617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhmBIuzX11C
The sun on my face617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Qhc9AgjhE
A golden glow in a lavish haze617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMmSSQ4Srl9
And my Father above who is indeed there617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD0qnn2UKMA
Though my love is gone, my Father is there617Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa5RrFbsSW7
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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