Vivekananda Mailing List 4/6/04

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Often it so happens that divine lovers who sing of this divine love

accept the language of human love in all its aspects as adequate to

describe it. Fools do not understand this; they never will. They look

at it only with the physical eye. They do not understand the mad throes

of this spiritual love. How can they? " For one kiss of Thy lips, O

Beloved! One who has been kissed by Thee, has his thirst for Thee

increasing for ever, all his sorrows vanish, and he forgets all things

except Thee alone. " Aspire after that kiss of the Beloved, that touch

of His lips which makes the Bhakta mad, which makes of man a god. To

him, who has been blessed with such a kiss, the whole of nature

changes, worlds vanish, suns and moons die out, and the universe itself

melts away into that one infinite ocean of love. That is the perfection

of the madness of love .