Swissblad, Peter, Steen....:salute:
There is a statue of a lady. There is a plaque mounted on the pedestal on which stands the lady.
On the plaque is inscribed a sonnet, named the " New Colossus ". A very famous sonnet. A part of American History. A message of hope, of freedom, liberty and values cherished. It is a message to the world.
It reads:
"
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
"
The lady's hand holds a flame. Strong winds have tried to extinguish the flame in the past. But it has shone brightly. No winds, no storms have been able to put out the flame. Whenever, and if , the flame burns out; the world shall go dark. I honestly believe that.
You see, the lady and the flame are the flames of hope for the future of our world.