Love, in Rumi’s poetry, is not a feeling — it’s the thread that ties the soul to the divine.

“Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.”

These words aren’t just beautiful — they’re an invitation. Rumi calls us back to what moves us beneath the noise, to what awakens wonder and stillness.

In his world, love is not confined to romance or longing — it’s a way of seeing, a way of living.

“Love is the bridge between you and everything.”

To love, then, is to return to wholeness — to remember that we are not separate from beauty, from loss, from God, or from one another.