O ascetic, what can be said in praise of your prayer! It has risen to become a pillar supporting the sky.

At first glance, this sounds like soaring praise for the ascetic (zahid), but classic Urdu poetry delights in such sharp irony. The poet remarks that the ascetic's prayer has risen so stiffly and tall that it now serves as a pillar propping up the sky. Beneath the grand celestial imagery lies playful satire: rather than moving the divine heart with warmth and humility, this prayer has become rigid, proud, and frozen—a towering monument to mere ritualism.