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." 606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡznTLCNP7nD
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 feet606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡojzbXv8vlc
Stolen away from me606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5dKfDJ0jxZ
The sun nowhere to be seen606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqKKrtIv7gS
Rain pounding on my face606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUGvYlCCt2L
I look and I look but I see nothing606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPYHEMTL5LN
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgsLzRrzo4c
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWuDSH2vmUE
Has stolen away a piece of me606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW2UAsmudaO
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS97MtsAjiY
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ93u5eZ7400
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3SxTqOnUF8
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaDbLYfJlEg
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSMgzMs1Vq4
Again and again and again606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZBIB9O8suW
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRj6zwr2sSu
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4FxHQ08XQu
The rain stops, the waves calm606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcNuzUxzhy9
The sand beneath my feat606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGymGwqmpqD
Carried beneath the waves606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7QFfAJp7AT
The sun on my face606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOzjurZfAkY
A golden glow in a lavish haze606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqmTKyWL4dA
And my Father above who is indeed there606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDJbaFMg6iC
Though my love is gone, my Father is there606Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlElWvkNmJj
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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