Kabir says, “Now there is nothing to say. I can only dance. I can sing, and my song will also be wild and mad because I don’t know logic anymore, I don’t believe in words anymore. The language, the ordinary language, is not enough to hold what I am to express. "Where is the need of words” - now words are not needed; even silence will do - will do better - “When love has made drunken the heart?”
- Ecstasy The Forgotten Language
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