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." 439Please respect copyright.PENANAFGA79Fm7bU
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 feet439Please respect copyright.PENANAXXrwBAd4Xd
Stolen away from me439Please respect copyright.PENANA6ef5Patmil
The sun nowhere to be seen439Please respect copyright.PENANANtTEqDurMc
Rain pounding on my face439Please respect copyright.PENANAditziNZzmB
I look and I look but I see nothing439Please respect copyright.PENANAbujNzRaPMX
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing439Please respect copyright.PENANAsDjzSkk486
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth439Please respect copyright.PENANAVdMwK9mHRv
Has stolen away a piece of me439Please respect copyright.PENANAq9UlBVu8JE
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking439Please respect copyright.PENANAiR52oi73co
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him439Please respect copyright.PENANARRp241yvVj
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?439Please respect copyright.PENANABJrZzW29l0
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared439Please respect copyright.PENANAeIdBOUmLZc
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray439Please respect copyright.PENANALzaEVvbSaQ
Again and again and again439Please respect copyright.PENANAFd207Os6Mm
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending439Please respect copyright.PENANAJQ5fLXdd86
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith439Please respect copyright.PENANADSPuKUBEoI
The rain stops, the waves calm439Please respect copyright.PENANAw9rPPuQzJ6
The sand beneath my feat439Please respect copyright.PENANAOZ0WM3H9QT
Carried beneath the waves439Please respect copyright.PENANAJ55V6H3SVk
The sun on my face439Please respect copyright.PENANAOEPj1pLewa
A golden glow in a lavish haze439Please respect copyright.PENANAavBdLtmNmZ
And my Father above who is indeed there439Please respect copyright.PENANA5DPyaHO68X
Though my love is gone, my Father is there439Please respect copyright.PENANAnObbZ7vNov
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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