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." 602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUrwHqKtKOn
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 feet602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1pkLWlln39
Stolen away from me602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡezifE43VNK
The sun nowhere to be seen602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgfnVRAc0M4
Rain pounding on my face602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIkXOpmMNLG
I look and I look but I see nothing602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw1XPMDnHmO
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLp3CwBvzsm
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgLEXJHUKVA
Has stolen away a piece of me602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlH06TiFqJd
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSnbIgmmU91
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHk3fahLtyg
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG0kwJr6RpO
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpOwWyl8bG5
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMAy0YrBB39
Again and again and again602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdvCZqDCtzb
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9ucsIqD7Jm
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2GrkuHxa0R
The rain stops, the waves calm602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPB92iVrmls
The sand beneath my feat602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtBDpwgGE2m
Carried beneath the waves602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡStDltBYoer
The sun on my face602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK2JVncMW4N
A golden glow in a lavish haze602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvEzvloYpcP
And my Father above who is indeed there602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpOFIeQJGyE
Though my love is gone, my Father is there602Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMkolS5zhgP
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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