Love has nothing to do with
the five senses and the six directions:
its goal is only to experience
the attraction exerted by the Beloved.
Afterwards, perhaps, permission
will come from God:
the secrets that ought to be told with be told
with an eloquence nearer to the understanding
that these subtle confusing allusions.
The secret is partner with none
but the knower of the secret:
in the skeptic’s ear
the secret is no secret at all.
With my mere understanding, this love poem from Rumi is revealing the “secret” of real love. Love was just a desperate need of receiving attention from one another after all. Love has no distinctive shape, so we can never fully understand its own purpose of its existence. We mostly rely on the luck when we love someone, so God decides who to love, and who to marry.
Secrets that should be known will eventually be told in a way that is easier to understand than how people hint at knowing secrets they shouldn’t say. It is also a God’s will that the secrets will be unraveled or will be kept. Even though the secrets will be spread, no one knows the secret except for the person who does. To the people who don’t believe in the secret, the secret is simply an insignificant statement.
Love turns depression into delight
it beats the death and brings meanings to life.
Love brings the burning and newfound desire
to learn everything about the beautiful stranger.
But the love you accept shouldn’t hurt you
The relationship you entertain shouldn’t cause confusion.
Like Rumi gave some idea of personal understandings of how he understood the concept of love, I gave my own realization of love through my experiences. Since Rumi talked about the purpose of the love, I talked about how love affects on you.