O Love, had you not lifted the veil of heedlessness from us, Niyaz would never have ended up like a stone before you.

The poet addresses Love with a gentle grievance, lamenting that lifting the veil of ignorance was both an awakening and a quiet tragedy. Before love came along, there was peaceful unconcern, but once awareness dawned, the lover was left bowing before a stone-hearted beloved or an unyielding idol. Playing brilliantly on his pen-name 'Niyaz' (which also means humble supplication), he suggests that love's great revelation ultimately led him straight into an unfeeling wall of stone.