O Anis, life cannot be trusted even for a single breath, so pause and stay; where are you going carrying a lamp in the face of the wind?

Mir Anis captures the poignant fragility of human existence with an evocative and intimate image. He compares our fleeting breaths to the tender flame of a clay lamp, and the harsh uncertainties of time and mortality to an oncoming gust of wind. In urging a pause, the poet gently reminds us to cherish the present company, asking why we rush so recklessly into a storm when life can flicker out in a single heartbeat.