One more rhythmic linkage I just noticed: the pointed knee of the man echos the points in the rocks, and the slope of his leg echos the slope of the rock at right.
That harmony Carol speaks of here is intensified by the repeating rhythm of the two people echoed by the two rocks, and the energy of the spray and bird caught within it. All of this is embraced by a romantically golden sky. This is the stuff of dreams!
