It has been said, to pursue a purely intellectual understanding of God is like trying to see with your hands. That which is without color or form, unlimited and unfathomable, beyond imagination, without beginning or end, is impossible to conceive with the mind. When it comes to that experience, the brain is not the tool we need. Yet, there is a way, it is built in, as natural as waking up in the morning. This is the message of the mystic poets, who see the relationship between a seeker and God as similar as between a child and a parent, close friends, or a lover and their Beloved. They emphasize simple things like love and faith and consistent remembrance and treating all with respect. Their love for the Creator awakens in the heart a yearning to see and experience for oneself. To touch the ocean of Oneness, to know with certainty, to be washed with contentment and peace, and feel a Love that does not die.