There’s a mystical place where records are kept
since time immemorial and eternally on.
Where every word that’s been uttered
and every thought that’s gone out and all deeds
that have been acted are being tallied and heeded.
It exists in a realm beyond our senses,
but the ancient ones who know and speak of this place
have passed on to us this astonishing lore.
It’s a library in the ethers for all perception and knowledge
from since and before the beginning of all matter.
It’s the universal mind that houses these accounts
holding and storing them for time ever after.
Some say it can be accessed through a gateway within
if we but resource it through our subconscious therein.
And when the time comes that we slip from these shells,
entry will be had to review our life’s course
and will assist with the choosing of our subsequent return.
It’s said that they’re used to place judgment upon us
when we leave this place called Earth behind us.
But the judgment is used for our benefit and advantage
to propel us onward towards our inner transcendence.
My entry for Thursday Poet’s Rally: http://thursdaypoetsrallypoetry.blogspot.com/