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In plain words

'Breaking the dam of sand, I fulfil my heart's desire!' Is it really a 'dam of sand'? If love for Him of that kind should come, there will be no more reckoning. If the water rushes in the tidal river, who will hold it back? The love that dawned and made Sri Gauranga put on the loincloth, the love in which Jesus, his mind on nothing else, became a dweller in the wilderness and gave up his body looking to the face of the all-loving Father, the love in which Buddha gave up a king's enjoyments and became a renouncer: if one drop of that love should dawn, where is this transitory world left lying!