Doha by Kabir

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Love’s report cannot be put in speech
Its nature words won’t compile
As when a mute who’s had a luscious treat
Cannot do aught but smile
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Akath kahani prem ki, kuch kahi na jaye
Goonge keri sarkara, baithe muskae

(Ineffable story of love is, nothing said can be
mute eats sweet, sits and only smiles)

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The dumbfounding state of love (I think he intends the spiritual kind in this instance) is so beautifully and succinctly described by Kabir here.

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