Analyse poétique

Leap before you look The man from the couch said, "Jump, you fool." You can't wait for people to be friendly. It is tense art to amuse alone。 And you have to fill your own heart before it can give If you've no mind, they won't understand. The camera's eye, while one never watches, Was made for measuring the rise of men. We'd watch them hide, stiff and simplistic. But I as a what I've seen, forget. And as the snow keeps dropping, At once it clicks: sighs and smiles, You know it's very easy—it works Inside a hurried age akin to water. The flowers make detours around the stairs. Nonetheless, upwards gleams the crescent's flutter And will not stick. The mind, as long as all is clear, Won't say with certainty that the final prize Will only bide its time. But look, We're sparing gales—one beauty's graceful! So open up your heart. Alas, forget not your chair.

So leap before you look.