Was the palm of the hand a desert field of love; when life passed through it, then did we find relief?

This couplet paints a profound picture of the journey of love. Mir Taqi Mir suggests that the path of love itself, or the yearning felt in the heart, is like a vast, desolate desert. It's a landscape of pain and emptiness. But the poet reveals a twist: true understanding and relief only come when one’s very life, one's deepest self, traverses that difficult path. It speaks to the idea that suffering is necessary for ultimate peace.