When the mirror of the heart is cleansed and clear, you will see images beyond water and clay.
آینهٔ دل چون شود صافی و پاک / نقشها بینی برون از آب و خاک
Âyîne-i dil çün şeved sâfî vü pâk / Nakş-hâ bînî birûn ez âb u hâk
Rumi, Masnavi II/72.
When a mirror gets dirty
it is not counted as broken.
It only stops showing.
So with the heart.
Years pile up on it.
Resentment, calculation, hurry.
It needs wiping.
Nothing new needs to be added.
A cleaned mirror
invents nothing.
It shows what is already there.
Rumi makes no grand promise here.
He describes a task.