You never see the wood for the trees
You never see the wound until it bleeds
You feel free until you see the chains
You only know what it is to be sane when you are insane
You can only help people when you know their pain.
You can only appreciate the sunshine when you’ve tasted the rain.
Daniel Hooks
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-never-see-the-wood-for-the-trees/
