Divine love defies all attempts to describe it because one has to experience it in order to know what it is. But it can be experienced only when the devotee stills his mind and withdraws his consciousness to the inner spiritual realms.The Master not only teaches the disciple how to go within; he also enables him to actually do so and taste the nectar of love. Then the disciple's doubts and delusions vanish and his mind, a particle of the universal mind, goes back and merges in its source. Kabir says that it is not within the power of the disciple to attain this sublime state of love; it is purely the Master's gift.

Ineffable is the story of love,
A tale that can never be told;
It is the sweet of the dumb man
Who eats it and silently smiles.

Ineffable is the story of love.

Without earth and without seed
Grows the tree of divine love, my friend;
A tree laden with countless radiant fruits
That my Master enables me to taste.

Ineffable is the story of love,
A tale that can never be told.

When I stilled my mind
And contemplated within,
The Lord's love like a flame
Sprang within me;
All my false beliefs were scattered.
Chaff blown away by the wind.

Ineffable is the story of love,
A tale that can never be told.

Says Kabir: Not through my efforts
But only through my Master's grace
Did I learn the lesson of love;
Now my coming and going has ended
And my mind has merged in the Mind.

Ineffable is the story of love,
A tale that can never be told.

K.G., p. 104:156
Akath kahāni prem kee