O heart, wake up from neglect and do not remain careless, for in my eyes this worldly place is nothing but living in exile.

The poet gently shakes the heart awake, urging it not to get lured by the illusions of this world. In a classic mystical outlook, life on Earth is framed not as our true home, but as an exile—a temporary foreign land for the soul. It feels like an intimate reminder from a dear friend to remember who we truly are and where our eternal belonging lies.