When Your Heaven Called Poem by Norman Jin Shyr Wang

When your eye catches a dream
but your thought faces a hit
hear your heart beat
feel it's seat.
Hold it in that key.

When your head dashes a light
your mind stops to ignite
just pour out a few thoughts
and let them effused.
stay in that flow.

When you 're lonely
cold and stripped
your ancient friends
would be with you
Smile in their pride.

Heaven is there always
calling you a lunch
Love that sound.

So, walk to the sun
feel it's hope
Today, you are Bob Hope.