The poetry of Beto Ochoa, Prose from a spiritual warrior


The Poetry Of Beto Ochoa~ Prose from a spiritual warrior

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Fire In The Sky

The fire in the sky sings a song
Each word the many lifetimes to express
We pass our days in the midst of a moment
That takes generations to pass

And while it flies through footless halls of night
It's listening to our hearts most small desire
Singing each word over eons
And always sends our answers with the fire

So as the hate and war builds in crescendo
And we corrupt each elementary life
The answer that is building is soon certain
The evil sure divided by the light

We hear the wizards peep and mutter magic
That if we fill their coffers we'll be saved
No word about the hate and separations
Their goal the human race to all enslave

But when the zenith of their grand cabal
Slips from the evil grasp of evil men
A new word will be uttered by the fire
And they'll be sore corrected of the sin

Pray your love will not be turned by sorrow
This little time we have is fading fast
An eye unblinking follows from our borders
Your crying will not change the die that’s cast

The fire in time’s great river seems eternal
Yet it will suffer death like mortal men
The acme of the soul on times horizon
The second death for those who worship sin

Tuesday, May 10, 2011


The moonlight
As the blossom falls
The shadow
Together rest
That were never separated

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