Even on the night of union, my soul could find no peace; O friends, it was because of the dread of the pain of coming separation that I found no rest at all.
This couplet captures a heart-wrenching paradox of love: even at the peak of happiness, the shadow of grief lingers. The poet finally reaches the cherished night of union with the beloved, yet finds no peace, because the mind is already terrified of the inevitable separation awaiting tomorrow. It is a tender reflection on how the anticipation of heartbreak can completely rob us of the joy in our present blessings.
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