Yeah... Yeah, it's just a poem

Eddie:

[reading Shakespeare's 148 sonnet]
"O me! What eyes hath love put in my head/ Which have no correspondence with true sight?/ Or if they have where is my judgment fled/ That censures falsely what they see aright?" It's beautiful. Paige:
It's gibberish. I have no idea what he's saying. Eddie:
Well, he's saying that love is magical, and that it makes people look at each other in an unspoiled way, without judgment. Paige:
Why doesn't he just say that? Why can't people just say what they mean? Eddie:
Well, people rarely say what they mean. That's the interesting part, is... is what's going on underneath the surface. See, take line. The sun itself sees not until heaven clears. What does that mean to you? Paige:
That the sun can't shine when it's cloudy. Eddie:
No. You're being too literal. See, don't just go for the obvious. See, all these words, they have multiple meanings, and you have to explore the possibilities And then make your choice. See, like the word "sun", that could mean the actual sun, or it can mean light. But then "light" can mean knowledge or reason. Paige:
That could go on forever. Eddie:
Yes. Yes, it could. But I think in this case it means reason. And then "heaven" may refer to the pearly gates, or it could mean a state of being, you know, like being happy or in love. So now read it again, taking in all the possibilities, and tell me what you think it means. Paige:
The sun itself sees not until heaven clears. I guess it means that love blinds you. And when you're in love, you can't think reasonably. Eddie:
Do you agree? Paige:
Yeah... I mean, it's just a poem. Eddie:
Yeah... Yeah, it's just a poem