Leonard Cohen, known for his soulful and contemplative music, might have interpreted this poem in a way that resonates deeply with his own experiences and artistic style.
"Love, my friends," Cohen might have crooned, "is like a broken wing, a fragile flight, a wounded heart in the night. It's a place where caution often dwells, a landscape where hope sometimes quells."
In his distinctive baritone, he would continue, "It's an abyss of longing and desire, a treacherous path we often aspire. Hear