That's How It's Supposed To Be

There are certain movies that air on television that no matter how many times they air, I am compelled to watch. I mean I've seen these movies at least 20 times if not more, but each time they are played...I watch. I'm helpless I don't have the discipline not to watch. The movies are: Braveheart, Four Weddings and a Funeral, The Princess Bride, and Forest Gump.



It's not one particular characteristic of these movies that draws me, it's just the cumulative bits put together as a whole. It maybe because I love, frrrrredom, sappy romance, fairy tales and rooting for the underdog. Ha!



Four Weddings and a Funeral came on the other day and although as I stated before I've seen at least 20 times; I watched it again. One of the things that stuck out in the movie and that spoke to my heart was the funeral scene in which one of the friends read a poem by W.H. Auden.



Funeral Blues, by W.H. Auden is, what else could it be by the title; a funeral poem. But bare with me, one particular line was a revelation to me. Here is the poem in it's entirety



Funeral Blues

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,

Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,

Silence the pianos and with muffled drum

Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead

Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,

Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,

My working week and my Sunday rest,

My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;

I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;

Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;

Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.

For nothing now can ever come to any good.
W.H. Auden



See the line about the "North, South, East and West?" That's the benchmark. That's what I want. Someone that will mean all that to me and I to him. That's what love should be....




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