Spring welcomes your adornment. Here, the reflection of thousands of gardens is the essence of the mirror.

Ah, my friend, Ghalib paints a picture so vivid, so utterly captivating here. He begins by saying that Spring itself – `bahaar` – with all its vibrant colors, doesn't just arrive alongside your `aaraish` – your beauty or adornment. No, it actively `istiqbaal` – it welcomes your splendor, as if the season's entire purpose is to highlight *you*. Then, he deepens this thought: the true `jauhar` – the very essence or soul of a mirror (`aaina`) – isn't its polished surface. Instead, it's the magnificent `naqsh` – the reflection it holds, the 'reflection of a thousand gardens'. Imagine! The world, with its countless `ehzaar-e-chaman` – its thousand gardens – becomes just a reflection. Your beauty is so absolute, so overwhelming, that the entire universe mirrors your radiance. Like a masterpiece painting that transforms the whole gallery, making everything else subservient to its light. In Ghalib's eyes, the world itself finds its purpose in reflecting your breathtaking grace.