Throughout the poem, the power and potential of the natural elements contrast with the immovable, helpless mood of the speaker.
the wind tugs energetically at the sail
However, the speaker seems unable to harness this potential into something positive, stating that
my heart is dumb. The word choice of
dumb has several connotations in this instance: the speaker feels empty as he also implies that he knows that there is no logic to his
pursuit. What is clear is that, while the world whirls around him, the speaker stays still.
The speaker also contrasts with the
girl of the red-gold hair: she is described as the bringer of
music (with implied vibrancy) while he remains
indifferent and bereft.