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." 632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYkbZJlFxcI
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 feet632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm0Km3BNDTu
Stolen away from me632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiBSFT9NnV5
The sun nowhere to be seen632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMOzpUVJLzm
Rain pounding on my face632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOO7zZqPHVI
I look and I look but I see nothing632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhNLfJUo3n4
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2UDTvWCQuP
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWpw7De1PAc
Has stolen away a piece of me632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCYfzIxybv3
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTjvbGWPG38
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXA9ASv7RJo
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmxTlJt1zc7
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2eHzFtgUDl
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ65mWMLy55F
Again and again and again632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZk0UFjEYVh
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm4afrKWV2O
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7o9Ch4VEyV
The rain stops, the waves calm632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfMHuTtUDbR
The sand beneath my feat632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfsJC8TUX4W
Carried beneath the waves632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvNLpVUuE7i
The sun on my face632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTxk2Gau265
A golden glow in a lavish haze632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyFDMydTHQ7
And my Father above who is indeed there632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2kCn5tXgXZ
Though my love is gone, my Father is there632Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzLICzQmBFg
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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