This is how I see Ophelia during all these tragedies happening around her. Hamlet's sudden mood swing about not loving her anymore and his madness. As well as, the death of her father, Polonius by her lover Hamlet. Ophelia feels manipulated and alone.
If you have they eyes of love you see love wherever you go. The trees are made with love. The animals are made with love. Everything is made with love. When you perceive with the eyes of love you see God everywhere.