I believe the River Styx was a portal to the multiverse,
Ancients stumbled upon by way of the Gods fumbled curse,
As you flow and make your way through light filled liquid,
The far side brings you to repeat all your lifetime moments scripted,
Word for word lesson for lesson your new body will repeat,
Until you've learned once and for all life is sacred you can't cheat,
Take your medicine first time round and you will be aptly rewarded,
You'll skip straight to heavenly euphoria where your pious song is recorded,
Showered with love and freedom to live out your dreams,
You won't be bothered by any evil con man schemes,
When promoted to angel status after your fill of ambrosia,
You may take Styx in reverse helping others earn life's diploma,
Soon enough you realize there are many more rivers to travel,
Each one flowing to other worlds with citizens so fragile,
Earning your wings may seem to take an eternity unexpected,
But what else to do in afterlife but learn all things are connected,
You don't need to lick a toad to get glimpse of this akashic field,
Just repeat a positive mantra aloud and universe will yield,
Who knows we may meet there someday and laugh about this scripture,
So close your eyes drift off to sleep and soon you'll get the picture.
~Farls Tokley
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Past Tense Defence
Thơ CaThis collection of poems is somewhat self explanatory. I held a mirror up to my soul and my reflection was viewed as the following. It poured out of me, I just wrote it down.
