Awesome response. The poem Wasteland poem was also written shortly after the ending of World War I and there were many areas that looked like wasteland so it's an effective reminder of what man is capable of doing. Also in earlier times when battles were more dependent on good weather typically April the troops would stir after their winter encampments and begin fighting again. Another sad reminder of man's creating wasteland and burials of the dead.
In Japan I saw very old trees. In the USA trees are not always valued for their "inner spirit" nor the joy they give others. One tree I saw in Takayama was 800+ years old. Americans cannot fathom that.
Not only do you summarize one of Chaplin's movies - City Lights (and I do believe the flower girl was blind) - but you manage to weave in Chaplin's life story and why 'The Tramp' was created in the first place.
He came from nothing and became such an icon, all while showing the world that you did not have to lose your humanity in the process.
Thanks for joining me in celebrating Charlie Chaplin's 136th birthday with your tribute!
Yes, I agree. Fascist/autocratic/theocratic states in Russia and the USA will force Europe and Canada into a partnership that may benefit the world. May they be the light going forward.
In the solitude of my heart I look for company
In the emptiness I find my friends
In the sea of mortals I find myself walking alone
I look for souls like me who look for souls …like mine
It’s a constant waiting…a search that never ends
Sometimes though I got lucky when I met someone at life’s bends
But that was momentary nothing lasting or eternal
Someone still gives me a distant call and tells me not to stop
A voice from no where guides me in directions which no one dares
I go on and on in this endless travail, a journey so purposeful and yet so meaningless…
The pains, the scars, the sobs and the sighs do not deter me
The even so optimist, my soul, seeks another forlorn, forbidden creature of God
Who like me is in the search…?
Wonder what it will be like when we meet?
The suspense, the uncertainty, the waiting, the wail…is no less like looking for the Holy Grail.
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