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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