Even if people are standing merely to gaze at them, it does not matter, because no one is able to look at them fully or meet their gaze.
The poet captures the overwhelming aura and majesty of the beloved, pointing out that a crowd gathered just to catch a glimpse means very little. The beloved's radiance is so intense and awe-inspiring that not a single admirer possesses the courage to hold their gaze or truly look upon them in full measure. It is a tender reflection on how profound beauty doesn't merely attract an audience—it completely disarms and overpowers them.
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