The speaker states that they did not find a balm for their heart, only a roar. Kabir questions the effort of a tailor to mend the ripped sky.

Seeking a balm for the heart, one finds only a roar. Kabir asks, 'Has the sky ripped open, and why is the tailor trying to stitch it?' This couplet sharply critiques the gap between profound, unfixable truths and our tendency to apply superficial, inadequate remedies.