A poem from the Divan of Subh-i-Azal

There is no Day to my Night of separation apparent
What a Night that there is no hope of Day apparent!

The grief from the enemies blame is better than all griefs,

For whilst I am separated from the Friend I am not alone in the station of blame (malamat).

- Subh-i-Azal (d. 1912) (my translation)

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