As Elliot T.S. created in his writing, I would rephrase his juxtaposing with Love, which makes "Love is the cruelest experience of human beings".
Just like lilacs bloom out of dead ground during the killing winter, love bloom out of once dead or at most crippled heart.
Just like lilacs were able to bloom by feeding on the nutrients of once live cruelly, new love is feeding on once dead love scattered all around in your heart.
Just like soils simply providing the ground for beautiful creatures to prosper, we should maybe just submit ourselves to God becoming part of his big plan.
After all, we are the gardens of God, decorated with various colorful loves, which come and go as time goes by just like any other ordinary flowers.
Sometimes we wonder why our love was so quick to die. but I found, after all my efforts, this question meaningless in front of the flow of nature.
As old wisdom holds, let it be....
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