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." 604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz9FJy6X1Oq
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 feet604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkpQ4SF82Dw
Stolen away from me604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa406hwMQRt
The sun nowhere to be seen604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsylaS67LPN
Rain pounding on my face604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkMKpcumLFi
I look and I look but I see nothing604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE0GBWYdpCR
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNsnUDOuWuH
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW0k9RH81Ji
Has stolen away a piece of me604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlPBnWfwPFs
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4TMjRqqLh2
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUK6ZXxCn1L
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp9jmgoF7Ab
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLA0Rd4DB5t
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡddiOy1X6IM
Again and again and again604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6jSgDnAs6Q
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6Av9PwaD3g
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaO0D030PoL
The rain stops, the waves calm604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqJJh8G4eDL
The sand beneath my feat604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpX9dkmgPk2
Carried beneath the waves604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlI5FyzohLQ
The sun on my face604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgRTlDYlX7O
A golden glow in a lavish haze604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRa3kb012a9
And my Father above who is indeed there604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXTUTNiDsxP
Though my love is gone, my Father is there604Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeIUsQswDIl
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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