In this vast prison of the world,
The food of true faith is rare;
By the tricks and games of Satan
What there is, is wasted.
Prayers, fasts, and ordeals
Might win us the food of devotion.
Satan will see that he eats it all
Take refuge in God from His Satan!
Satan’s disobedience has killed us!
He may be just one spirit
But satan can enter a thousand beings
And everyone that Satan enters
Becomes a Satan like him.
Satan is in whoever freezes your passion.
The Demon is hidden under his skin.
When Satan doesn’t find a physical form,
He’ll invade your imagination
And make it drag you into evil:
From your thoughts His destruction will stream,
From thoughts even of peace and love,
Or the love of knowledge or of home and family-
No thought is safe from his twisting!
Take care! Say at once, “O God help me!”
Repeat it over and over again,
And not only with your tongue-
From the bottom of your soul
Teachings of Rumi