What is the meaning of the following quote from Rumi? I was reading his The Book of Love: Poems of Ecstasy and Longing and came across this quote:
Love is an open secret, the most obvious thing in the world and the most hidden, with no why to how it keeps its mystery.
I read the first part and understand what he means but then I get lost in translation. I don't understand what he meant, especially in "with no why to how it keeps its mystery".