Either you have hidden the face of the garden wall from the openings, O Ya'ni, or the sight of a hundred such holes is unknown.

This profound couplet by Mir Taqi Mir speaks to the persistence of beauty even when it's obscured. The poet compares the face of a garden wall (a grand view) being hidden by thorny bushes. He asks: 'What is the spectacle of a hundred pieces remaining in these holes?' It's a beautiful metaphor for life—that even if the complete, perfect picture is blocked, the scattered remnants or small joys still hold immense value and beauty.