A poem to soothe the soul in these troubled days

My favorite poem of all time is one by Rumi, the Persian poet. Whenever I look at the world and consider the problems of our time, such as the current Trump movie that is going on and on and on, this is the poem that consoles me and speaks to my heart.  Just wanted to share it with you today:

Whoever Brought Me Here

All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.

This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?

Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul? 
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here, will have to take me home.

This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.
I don't plan it.
When I'm outside the saying of it,

I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.  

--translation by Coleman Barks