It is no wonder if humility clears the impurities from the heart, just as a mirror is polished clean by dust.

The poet draws upon an old, fascinating tradition where metallic mirrors were polished clean using fine ash or dust (khak). He suggests that it is no wonder if 'khaksari'—true humility and modesty—cleanses the grudges and ego clouding our hearts. Just as humble dirt brings out the mirror's true brilliance, letting go of pride is the only way to reveal the pure light within ourselves.