Images in dreams of gold
Wealth I had never dreamed I’d hold
A fate like a tale of old
Of kings and queens, a story to behold

I learned it was a possibility
If I believed , if I could see
Those dreams are not fictions you see
When you can imagine, when you can believe

Paths that open to your desire
Rise above you the highest spire
Desires are simply realities yet seen
Beliefs the gateway to lives yet lived

The secret to learning the key to holding
Is that all that can be already is
You just need to see it clearly
Then, it moves from a belief
To a certainty
This is the gateway
To the real

An Original Poem By H.R.Beebe