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." 692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4MJCG8Aml2
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 feet692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVXzEgq0NGh
Stolen away from me692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1HBXYm3O4l
The sun nowhere to be seen692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTYpCZ3n3Ah
Rain pounding on my face692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMA9Bc9A07h
I look and I look but I see nothing692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqeIRLPDGOT
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN32MPPY1Wj
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbdZD9E3mZs
Has stolen away a piece of me692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL2OQidegF3
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy3JivjOvWs
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm7jKl1KAz3
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQeqqxAnnoZ
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5aLXszUQMa
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp54u2uyJjZ
Again and again and again692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR8SvXgZMuw
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1E4xKB4O8o
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7G3optremH
The rain stops, the waves calm692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN8JZuDV7Aw
The sand beneath my feat692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqsREhqjxCq
Carried beneath the waves692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdGc8ebCd6P
The sun on my face692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9wcFdIqQ7d
A golden glow in a lavish haze692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIbZcXgxY9H
And my Father above who is indeed there692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhhrbaC2vrp
Though my love is gone, my Father is there692Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnM0mKRejfT
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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