Why do you stand so far away, is this weeping reliable? Please bind your veil to mine, O cloud of tears, our own.

This beautiful couplet is a profound instruction to grief itself. The speaker addresses their 'cloud of tears' (abr-e-tar), questioning the value of sadness that remains distant and observed. Instead, they plead for the tears to stop merely observing and instead to embrace them, to cling to them, like a garment. It’s a beautiful plea to internalized pain, asking it to become intimate rather than distant.