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." 555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfFkmem6kuL
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 feet555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ5Q8xEwWi2
Stolen away from me555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPQ0YSWQUyA
The sun nowhere to be seen555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs2SyY1u3EG
Rain pounding on my face555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlnSHxma0XE
I look and I look but I see nothing555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxwzu99eXVz
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTYcqqDn6Br
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEFjaFFrkfB
Has stolen away a piece of me555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVAVURsNxK3
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCaDMeoR00V
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhwRHnj2Isr
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJdHfKUbcR9
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjBmhPi0b7i
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ45j0EzIfb4
Again and again and again555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGLWQbyGWhd
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxPmA69FgEo
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRQCeXmcmHI
The rain stops, the waves calm555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKgxwWNFwCS
The sand beneath my feat555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoj4coWUOke
Carried beneath the waves555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ07gWfKUBMh
The sun on my face555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5EFlXf1Fcy
A golden glow in a lavish haze555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUe1NChDz7G
And my Father above who is indeed there555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxznWL9G3wf
Though my love is gone, my Father is there555Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxfVu8l6mvE
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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