It is difficult to fathom the depth of spiritual love.

How can we describe the

feelings experienced during this deep yet subtle phenomenon? It is too difficult
to put in words. When we truly love, our egotism disappears, we do not just
exist. Can you recall those vivid moments when we are carried by a blissful,
cooling and subtle draft of felling of love. So tenuous, sublime, such a joyful
experience! Could we be really aware of our spatial and time coordinates in
those moments, did we really become aware of where we were, or what time
it was, or even what our identity was truly existent at that time? In fact, our
mortal identity “I” failed to exist because a transcendent power immeasurable
subtler belonging to higher conscious plane had merged in us.