...

This lion of God
watches over me,

I sing as he roars.

He says, I've got you now.

...

I am your harp,
play me easy,
play me hard, or
don't touch my strings at all.

You know!
I think,
I've got You now.

Before I met you,
I had only one heart,
I had only one body,
I was only being.

But look at me now,

I've got You now.

from a poem translated by S. Shiva, Rumi