Dont give me back to myself (Rumi Poetry)

My lord, don't leave me to this preyful, lying soul,

I fled into you from the traps my own hands cast,

Hold me in your seat,

Don't send me back to myself.

Let every sleeping heart come running back to you,

We ran into you from the war inside ourselves,

We are Yours, we are Yours,

Don't give back to ourselves.

By Rumi