There is no comment on pictures but pictures, on music but music, on poems but poetry. If you do, you do. If you don't, you don't. And that's all there is to that.

As birds' wings beat the solid air without which none could fly so words freed by the imagination affirm reality by their flight.

Dissonance / (if you are interested) / leads to discovery.

As the rain falls so does your love bathe every open object of the world

What power has love but forgiveness?

Shoes twisted into incredible lilies.

What "love" is I don't know if it's not the response of our deepest natures to one another.