{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/sok/sok053.htm","path":"hin/sok/sok053.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/sok/sok053.htm","text":"The Songs of Kabir, tr. by Rabindranath Tagore, intro. by Evelyn Underhill, [1915]\nI. 130. s\u00e2\u00een vin dard kareje hoy\nWHEN I am parted from my Beloved, my heart is full of misery: I have no comfort in the day, I have no sleep in the night. To whom shall I tell my sorrow?\n The night is dark; the hours slip by. Because my Lord is absent, I start up and tremble with fear.\n Kab\u00eer says: \"Listen, my friend! there is no other satisfaction, save in the encounter with the Beloved.\"","title":"The Songs of Kabir: LII","type":"page"}