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What Else Can You Teach Me? The Love That Can’t Be Learned
Written by Miguel Santiago
Asking, “What else can you teach me? The love that can’t be learned,” raises a poignant melody in the symphony of human existence. The cacophony of the cosmos pauses, giving way to the delicate symphony of heartstrings synced with the rhythm of emotions untamed and untapped.
Love, eternal and enigmatic, is an ocean of emotions, a labyrinth of sentiments that evade the confines of articulated knowledge. It is a profound verse etched onto the canvas of the soul, far too delicate to be tarnished by the ink of understanding. Love is not taught; it is kindled – a tender ember glowing in the heart’s forgotten corners, stoked by the gentle winds of shared moments, laughter, tears, trials, and tribulations.
The poignant pain enveloping unrequited affections, the exhilaration embracing blossoming passions, the heartrending sigh echoing failed romances, and the slow healing whisper of time are all intimate courses under the vast curriculum of love. Yet, in its deepest essence, love remains beautifully untamed – too liberated to be bound by the chains of cognitive learning.
Tears, those glistening emissaries of human vulnerability, often trace the path to realising this profound yet elusive truth. As tearful revelations seep into the fabric of our being, we catch fleeting glimpses of love’s unlearnable nature – an experience that leaves the heart humbled and enlightened.
In the end, one might see that love, in its grandeur and simplicity, is a paradox too profound to be unravelled, an enigma too complex to be decoded. Anchored in the sea of collective consciousness, it resonates with the cadences of the universe, echoing the poetic sentiment, “What more can one teach about the love that can’t be learned?”
