Ever since I have become a stranger to everyone else, only then have I gained some familiarity with that Beloved.

This couplet captures the mystical paradox of love and spiritual devotion: to truly know the Beloved, you must first become a stranger to the rest of the world. The poet realizes that deep intimacy with the Divine, or even a cherished love, cannot blossom amid the distractions of the crowd. Solitude becomes a bridge here, reminding us that letting go of worldly ties is often the first quiet step toward finding true connection.