I view the coin that she gives to the blind beggar as a coin of pity for all the "blind" men, not least our "hero". She's at the gate (a portal to something else: insight? wisdom?), where she comes and goes as she wants, while the only man around is blind (and probably just sits there, and does not enter).
She's out in the daylight, while our "hero" is only slowly waking up in bed, with only a little light shining in through the beat-up shades.
He wakes up, tells himself it does not matter that she's gone - but the very moment that he opens the window and sees the light, he feels an emptiness.
She's born in spring - a time of awakening and increasing light - while he is born "too late". He has reached insight about love and his true emotions only when it was too late, and the (more mature and emotionally enlighted) woman was already gone.
I view the coin that she gives to the blind beggar as a coin of pity for all the "blind" men, not least our "hero". She's at the gate (a portal to something else: insight? wisdom?), where she comes and goes as she wants, while the only man around is blind (and probably just sits there, and does not enter).
She's out in the daylight, while our "hero" is only slowly waking up in bed, with only a little light shining in through the beat-up shades.
He wakes up, tells himself it does not matter that she's gone - but the very moment that he opens the window and sees the light, he feels an emptiness.
She's born in spring - a time of awakening and increasing light - while he is born "too late". He has reached insight about love and his true emotions only when it was too late, and the (more mature and emotionally enlighted) woman was already gone.
[Edit: Typo.]