Pain had barely shifted its side when suddenly the veil was lifted from behind the heart, and the veiled one appeared.
The poet personifies sorrow as a restless sleeper, tossing and turning within the chest, whose slightest stir causes the hidden sanctuary of the heart to open. There is an exquisite tension here—the beloved and the pain of longing are so deeply intertwined that awakening one instantly summons the other. Just as the heart thought it might find a moment of quiet, the curtain lifts, and the one who is both the cause and cure of that heartache suddenly appears.
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