Rumi speaks of Love within his masterpiece, the spiritual couplets -- the Masnavi Maanavi.
He defines loves, swoons in love and is ecstatic with love; love of the Divine.
In these series I will focus on his verses relating to Love. We'll start with the first book of the Masnavi and move ahead, and let Love guide us through Love's mysteries.
The very first appearance of Love comes in verse 10:
[10]Atashe esgh ast kandar ney fetad
Joosheshe Esgh ast kandar mey fetad
The fire of Love found its way to the flute
What fell in wine, was the churning of Love
Rumi is saying that the melancholy despair of the reedflute is there, because love had
wisped its way into the flute. Love, has fire, that fire has generated the wind that
creates the sound of the flute. That wind arose from Love and its tale of longing,
as the Masnavi starts with the story of the longing of separation of man from the Divine.
Wine, bubbles only because Love accidentally fell into it. The fiery drive of Love causes the drink to bubble and churn. This bubbling enthusiasm, this bubbling bliss as other seers such as Maharishi Mahesh Yogi describes the bliss of pure consciousness, is the bubbling of pure love. Love that is the subject and object. Love that is the Lover, and the Beloved is the love Divine, love of the Divine.
and gos on in verse 13 to remind us that
[13] Ney hadise rahe por khoon mikonad
Ghesehaye eshghe majnoon mikonad
The reedflute tells a story of a path full of tribulations
... stories of those madly in love
The way of love, is a way of tribulations. Literally, Rumi calls it a path full of blood marks along the way. And yet the Lover does not give up: madly in love, they proceed despite tribulations.
Aftab amad dalil e aftab 
