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." 440Please respect copyright.PENANATjZ7SqW3lT
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 feet440Please respect copyright.PENANACAxuSDbyZw
Stolen away from me440Please respect copyright.PENANAUkXTAiOdtu
The sun nowhere to be seen440Please respect copyright.PENANA13iwZFbVel
Rain pounding on my face440Please respect copyright.PENANA7xItvr2il1
I look and I look but I see nothing440Please respect copyright.PENANAb8dmm6t6EF
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing440Please respect copyright.PENANAiDd8epbQiQ
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth440Please respect copyright.PENANAj8e6R1RJPs
Has stolen away a piece of me440Please respect copyright.PENANAkhFxL5rC2r
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking440Please respect copyright.PENANA2M9zVDFfrn
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him440Please respect copyright.PENANAuqbeq3Lyrk
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?440Please respect copyright.PENANAwwpn9JlkWw
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared440Please respect copyright.PENANAXl3AWa6Fsb
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray440Please respect copyright.PENANAeoTCycYR4f
Again and again and again440Please respect copyright.PENANAOsxVPWXfvp
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending440Please respect copyright.PENANAGtvh4xmxSQ
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith440Please respect copyright.PENANAGSgRrsRUk9
The rain stops, the waves calm440Please respect copyright.PENANAh9oXtjePRK
The sand beneath my feat440Please respect copyright.PENANASEBCtQSbGl
Carried beneath the waves440Please respect copyright.PENANAvfmsZ4aTzk
The sun on my face440Please respect copyright.PENANANyXtTwdCfL
A golden glow in a lavish haze440Please respect copyright.PENANAB0YYEwUJRk
And my Father above who is indeed there440Please respect copyright.PENANAncXPQ89jGP
Though my love is gone, my Father is there440Please respect copyright.PENANA4FP0yTxXwr
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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