No Man Knows The Other

Hermann Hesse, In the Mist = Im Nebel, tr. Harry Steinhauer:

        Strange, to wander in the mist!
        Every bush and stone is lonely,
        no tree sees the other,
        each one is alone.

        The world was full of friends for me,
        when my life was still bright;
        now, when the mist falls,
        not one is visible any longer.

        Truly, no one is wise,
        who does not know the dark,
        which inescapably and softly
        separates him from them all.

        Strange, to wander in the mist!
        To live is to be lonely.
        No man knows the other,
        each one is alone.