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." 694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQrtPIuP6iH
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 feet694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeoKct1T0Xe
Stolen away from me694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt9xG0M7ufL
The sun nowhere to be seen694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTPDI8xYaQ1
Rain pounding on my face694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡReyTcY5qKc
I look and I look but I see nothing694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW3UIzFPZ76
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP2MRyWb7q3
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZMshNN6yJN
Has stolen away a piece of me694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKRIyhBnzmC
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtWwsfEVorg
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmddyTtwu7c
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZOUKdd8RUT
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8Ccui382Fj
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb1Te5PAdUj
Again and again and again694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJqZvQN9UMP
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxdXXFkx3eb
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDIyYf7oJwA
The rain stops, the waves calm694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhUsSgnRJK9
The sand beneath my feat694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAQwh9G8uQS
Carried beneath the waves694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA02GliuvL3
The sun on my face694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYrYnEiFziR
A golden glow in a lavish haze694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPjBi0ylVEa
And my Father above who is indeed there694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE3FrzOjnJu
Though my love is gone, my Father is there694Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡca5PIrkXJg
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
ns216.73.216.85da2
