From every crest and trough, hands and elbows rise in foam; whose secret is this, beloved, that in the sea, there is such passion?

This profound couplet uses the imagery of the ocean's tides to describe the unpredictable and often painful nature of love. Mir Taqi Mir suggests that every change—the ebb (jazr) and the flow (mad)—reveals hidden wounds (khurosh). He questions the source of this relentless passion, asking the Beloved whose secret it is that the waves themselves possess such intense emotion. It’s a beautiful metaphor for the volatile emotions of the heart.