Perhaps the assertion of Keats is true, when he affirmed exhaustively that beauty is truth and truth, beauty and that we do not need to know anything else.

For this reason, there can be so much beauty in a landscape that one is suddenly surprised by storm clouds, as it is true that after this, calm returns again.

Maybe deep down, it all comes down to finding again what some poets call the first look.

To go back to being like that child who looks out the window for the first time, to discover a new world; who knows, if that same world, that being out there, Rudyard Kipling recommended going out to know.

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