Love

Love is the state of being consciously absorbed in the intimate and intense sweetness of the Beloved and is the ultimate objective of devotion. In this state the heart is saturated with the remembrance of the Beloved and the eye with the contemplation of his form. In this state every pore of the body becomes a tongue to sing his praises and the eyes overflow with tears of love.

With this kind of remembrance (simran) and contemplation (dhyan), one can quickly sail to the Ka’bah of one’s heart – in the floodtide of one’s own tears. The route of fasts, formal prayers and worship without tears is the dry and barren land route. Without love, all repetitions and austerities as well as knowledge and scholarship are but a hollow song.…

Blessed is the eye that sheds tears in remembrance of the Lord. Blessed is the heart that burns in grief over its separation from the Beloved. Teardrops that fall on the soil of the heart make it fertile and impregnate it with divine mysteries. Just as showers of rain produce colourful flowers on earth, showers of teardrops shed in remembrance of the Lord cause the soil of the heart to blossom forth with divine fragrance.

Love is the greatest verity, as God himself is love. Love, therefore, is the fastest and most effective means of reaching him. All scriptures sing the praises of love; rishis, munis and other holy people are the worshippers of love.
_{Maharaj Sawan Singh, My Submission}