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." 421Please respect copyright.PENANAIIAPpit2wV
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 feet421Please respect copyright.PENANAPATVv9ReNH
Stolen away from me421Please respect copyright.PENANAgwKUixXHUz
The sun nowhere to be seen421Please respect copyright.PENANAptnEGomXWw
Rain pounding on my face421Please respect copyright.PENANAm1dqj0FUkb
I look and I look but I see nothing421Please respect copyright.PENANAZJKlc8zTY7
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing421Please respect copyright.PENANAwLIIcXrKEM
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth421Please respect copyright.PENANAmEf7IN0NAV
Has stolen away a piece of me421Please respect copyright.PENANAIC63Sn1cMd
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking421Please respect copyright.PENANAZ07oM10LYi
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him421Please respect copyright.PENANAmGXYdBkTsk
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?421Please respect copyright.PENANALgiKq8EiUM
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared421Please respect copyright.PENANA8lu0wyjVuY
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray421Please respect copyright.PENANA7kdnfCmSxE
Again and again and again421Please respect copyright.PENANAN6PnSMDNwf
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending421Please respect copyright.PENANAJ9XExtFrlz
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith421Please respect copyright.PENANAVc0EPkhiu5
The rain stops, the waves calm421Please respect copyright.PENANAGG82TuQ4Kd
The sand beneath my feat421Please respect copyright.PENANAr2woIAEuRG
Carried beneath the waves421Please respect copyright.PENANAxe5EE9Ez9h
The sun on my face421Please respect copyright.PENANALyDjC8N6KQ
A golden glow in a lavish haze421Please respect copyright.PENANAlSAYOBr1IF
And my Father above who is indeed there421Please respect copyright.PENANAwPiyKWbbnx
Though my love is gone, my Father is there421Please respect copyright.PENANAI8lusS3w3Z
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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