When even the angels bear the mark of servitude upon their foreheads, could there really be any human who is not devoted to love?

The poet draws on the image of the prayer mark—the scar of devotion upon the forehead—noting that even pure angels proudly wear this sign of servitude to the Divine. From this, a tender rhetorical question arises: if surrender is woven into the very fabric of the celestial world, can any ordinary human truly escape the transformative grip of love? Ultimately, the verse suggests that loving and being devoted in love is the truest, most inescapable proof of our humanity.