Where a person loses their very self, how could anyone gain access to such a gathering, how could entry be possible, and how could one ever pass through it?

This couplet captures the overwhelming aura of a gathering so intense and transcendent that anyone who enters immediately loses their own sense of self. When merely stepping into that space completely dissolves your ego, how can you ever hope to hold your ground, establish access, or make an impression? The poet beautifully conveys the awe and sweet helplessness of love, where reaching the beloved demands surrendering one's entire identity.