The Pain of Separation

One who has suffered the misery
  Of separation from Thee, O Lord,
  Alone will know the ache of my heart.
The uninjured can never know the pain
  The wounded have to endure.
To him who has no eyes,
  Morning is the same as evening;
A barren woman cannot know
  The throes of childbirth.
Only the one parted from Thee, O Lord,
  Will know the pain in my heart.

I feel the agony,
  Although the wound
  Somewhere deep within
  I cannot see.
Beloved Lord, pray come,
  Be my healer, make me whole.
Only the one parted from Thee, O Lord,
  Will know the pain of my heart.
With whom shall I speak of my anguish?
Who can share it with me, O Kabir?
I hold the tears within my heart,
  In silence I bear my agony,
For the one parted from Thee
  Alone knows the pain of my heart.
_{Kabir, The Weaver of God’s Name}