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." 417Please respect copyright.PENANAs8oK4WM18C
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 feet417Please respect copyright.PENANA9Q7I6c8tSy
Stolen away from me417Please respect copyright.PENANAeMXoUFuUl2
The sun nowhere to be seen417Please respect copyright.PENANAxK34xVFv1R
Rain pounding on my face417Please respect copyright.PENANAu77BCMnCTH
I look and I look but I see nothing417Please respect copyright.PENANAzmjjTHexOt
I pray to my Father but I hear nothing417Please respect copyright.PENANADuOvyUeqvk
The sea with its merciless tail and monstrous teeth417Please respect copyright.PENANAUVDz9vmc79
Has stolen away a piece of me417Please respect copyright.PENANAgEcWfnomn9
The horizon is fading, my hope is breaking417Please respect copyright.PENANAoGEGF2SFTt
I lift my head up to the sky, trying to glimpse a piece of Him417Please respect copyright.PENANAXHJS0Z133S
Is He there? Is He actually looking, is He actually with me?417Please respect copyright.PENANANkZm1u7Ak8
Then I look to the sea where the sails had disappeared417Please respect copyright.PENANAnUzDvFdLDv
I look to sea that had swallowed up my love
I look back to the heavens and pray417Please respect copyright.PENANA0161CCWirc
Again and again and again417Please respect copyright.PENANARxTZKul8Je
I cry and grieve, but I feel my heart mending417Please respect copyright.PENANASalFgySPBL
Not with hope, but with understanding and faith417Please respect copyright.PENANATnNg95IZUP
The rain stops, the waves calm417Please respect copyright.PENANAfjI5pEWoAr
The sand beneath my feat417Please respect copyright.PENANApwnJjHMcUr
Carried beneath the waves417Please respect copyright.PENANA5qhxFdl1zc
The sun on my face417Please respect copyright.PENANAJsLeoas6Zp
A golden glow in a lavish haze417Please respect copyright.PENANAl0zrCocFBv
And my Father above who is indeed there417Please respect copyright.PENANAByPpMnI4Em
Though my love is gone, my Father is there417Please respect copyright.PENANA8Nj66yeL9a
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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