Call To Heaven

I made a call to heaven one day,
to tell the lord all I had to say.
The line was engaged time and again.
I felt I would somehow no longer be sane.

Suddenly the call was picked up by him.
My face began to glow even in the dim.
'What do you want my child?' He said.
'Feel free to speak all that is in your head.'

'Problems,' I said, 'always engulf me.
Beauty and joy too elude me.
Strength fails me, I go weak.
My future appears grey and bleak.

Give me riches, give me gain.
From my life, excavate all pain.'
I spoke so fast, yet so clear.
Wishing and hoping, everything he'd hear.

My heart bet fast, as I waited in anticipation
to listen to the lord's conversation.
At length he spoke, loud and clear
soothing and comforting, allying all fear.

'Dear child,' he said. 'Can't you see
no one from problems can ever flee.
Just flip the coin and you will find
on the other side, joy and peace of mind.

Infinite power within you lies.
Aim for the mountain top, not mountain sides.
You become what you think.
Your ideas and thoughts,
appropriately shape and link.

Nourish your mind and your soul
always for yourself, a goal
strive for all you wish to attain
yours will be the world, and you can only gain.

Thus spoke he opening my mind's eye.
Rejuvenating my bulldozed spirits, giving me a high.
In conjunction with him, my power became manifest.
Every conceivable limitation was laid to rest.

It is in you I now say to all
To climb the ladder, or to fall
To see the pleasures, life has in store
And build on your strengths, everywhere you go.