A VEIL OF A thousand years dropped between you and me when you turned your face and merged in a past where spectre-like dwell they who missed love's path in a timorous dusk of doubt. The space is but narrow that divides us, a tiny stream weaving in its murmur the memory of our parting moment the pathos of your passing footsteps. And all that I can offer to you is the music of an unspoken love for it to follow you and vanish.
I.73. bhakti ka marag jhina re SUBTLE is the path of love! Therein there is no asking and no not-asking, There one loses one's self at His feet, There one is immersed in the joy of the seeking; plunged in the deeps of love as the fish in the water. The lover is never slow in offering his head for his Lord's service. Kabir declares the secret of this love.