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." 437Please respect copyright.PENANAOEqiPvRHZJ
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 feet437Please respect copyright.PENANAa9rjtWqyUH
Stolen away from me437Please respect copyright.PENANAiilEMzyTkZ
The sun nowhere to be seen437Please respect copyright.PENANArw7fVhUZJK
Rain pounding on my face437Please respect copyright.PENANAHJPrhR64fy
I look and I look but I see nothing437Please respect copyright.PENANAbaP7dI5DNL
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing437Please respect copyright.PENANAx4qyzSC3xx
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth437Please respect copyright.PENANA9mSgIFO9ya
Has stolen away a piece of me437Please respect copyright.PENANAYVurO3EwDy
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking437Please respect copyright.PENANAkbdrCSoTSH
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him437Please respect copyright.PENANAtqmwniIlZO
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?437Please respect copyright.PENANAriuXGvqA96
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared437Please respect copyright.PENANA80LkWGmkux
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray437Please respect copyright.PENANAcUjnopuKPA
Again and again and again437Please respect copyright.PENANAdKtAYhBKiO
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending437Please respect copyright.PENANAiySKgairIn
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith437Please respect copyright.PENANAuwBm1qWQwX
The rain stops, the waves calm437Please respect copyright.PENANAOi6nEtnocs
The sand beneath my feat437Please respect copyright.PENANAGFL7katbu5
Carried beneath the waves437Please respect copyright.PENANAuNGqSoKco9
The sun on my face437Please respect copyright.PENANAIo6BJm1IgV
A golden glow in a lavish haze437Please respect copyright.PENANAzgo5VAAZEF
And my Father above who is indeed there437Please respect copyright.PENANA6vVYDJUd3b
Though my love is gone, my Father is there437Please respect copyright.PENANAcXgTc0Wh5s
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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