The poetry of Beto Ochoa, Prose from a spiritual warrior


The Poetry Of Beto Ochoa~ Prose from a spiritual warrior

Friday, July 28, 2017

Ode to Albert Gore

All have come
And all have passed
Think thee now are mightiest?
Can you will the rain to fall?
Wind to blow?
Turn spring to fall?
Even with your greatest power
You are less than bird and flower.
In a Lotus of the Indra
We are but a tiny ember.
Soon this age will pass away
Can you will your self to stay?

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