Awake In Blue Rain

Awake In Blue Rain
© Surazeus
2026 02 15

Awake in blue rain of horrible hope, 
I whisper name of every soul who lived 
on every planet in our universe 
to keep alive brave spirit of their heart 
that gleams with first flash of the white-whole light 
which flashes bright in neurons of my brain. 

Awake in blue rain of innocent fear, 
I walk the endless maze of psychic myths 
to chat with idol of every dead god 
ever worshipped by tribes of hungry folk, 
who live reborn in children of their genes 
in tangled web of human families. 

Awake in blue rain of psychotic peace, 
I stand on ziggurat of the God Eye 
with compassion for every conscious soul 
who follows guiding star of their desire 
which weaves their fate with every choice they make 
to generate new life before they die. 

Awake in blue rain of arrogant faith, 
I host communal feast of loyal friends 
in grand cathedral of angelic love 
contrived from doctrine of demonic hate 
that binds our minds with world religious rites 
presenting heroes who succeed or fail. 

Awake in blue rain of marvelous mirth, 
I wear the shining mask of Lucifer 
to walk crowded cities of Zathamar 
with brilliant lamp of wise Diogenes 
while guiding refugees from civil wars 
across the waste land to new Wonderland. 

Awake in blue rain of frantic desire, 
I wield the lightning bolt of Jupiter 
to fight the tyrant who exploits the people 
and rescue Rapunzel from golden tower 
so she sells apples in the market place 
where Phoebus helps Justice manage world life. 

Awake in blue rain of pleasurable pain, 
I bear the holy grail of Guinevere, 
forged by hands of Jesus, the Fisher King, 
through incarnation of his first-born child, 
the star-eyed Mermaid with divine blue blood 
whose spirit animates my social hymn. 

Awake in blue rain of glamorous gloom, 
I strum the sacred lyre of Mercury 
and sing epic poem of philosophers 
who laid foundation of our world empire 
preserved in creed of Academia 
to build world view on truth, not fantasy.