Prayer
I realize now.. I know not what's right or wrong I hold not thoughts I can call my own I am unsure whether the notion of I that I hold is something meaningful Imagination itself seems to be just a tool just to make sense of what's happening I know not even if Truth that I believe is meaningful I submit myself to Thee Thee who is this world I perceive Thee who is of different names and forms Thee who is all that is was and will be Thee which perceives as I and You; We and They You are perception itself It is You who perceives as I this, i submit i know not even if i make sense anymore For i am Thy instrument i am... Om Tat Sat