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