Dream Of The Blue Danube

Dream Of The Blue Danube
© Surazeus
2025 12 16

This is not the time to fall from the sky 
so I float around on breath of respect, 
ignoring all the suffering down on Earth 
because people will all die anyway 
regardless of the good I try to do, 
so I become flow of the blue Danube. 

I hear no laughter from the bombed-out homes 
where children used to play with carefree joy 
and parents would teach them how to be good 
for they are all bones now, fractured in dust, 
yet I am driven forward by sweet lust 
to procreate more children till I die. 

We waltz together on the river shore 
where people have dwelled in groves of fruit trees 
for fifty thousand years of blooming flowers 
and pledge vows of loyalty through true love 
with random stranger we happen to meet 
while strolling one day by the blue Danube. 

Delicate birds of frantic innocence 
flit light between trees of our shared world view, 
but since we believe in Providence 
that guides how we live with the subtle clue 
we forget some people are greedy and cruel 
as they build empires where people are tools. 

I almost forget cuteness of the deer 
who prance with startled ardency of faith 
in gentle expression of divine soul 
because men fearful of losing to death 
organize fierce gangs to fight for control 
over who dwells free by the blue Danube. 

She never remembers sound of the flute 
that emanates sweet from the dark lake 
till I appear from weird shadow of gloom 
so she beams with joy at sight of my face 
and I beam back as mirror of her trust 
for we are strangers familiar in love. 

Still shocked at perfect surprise of the light 
that explodes from fractured stone of my heart, 
I search for song of the river I knew 
that still vibrates in forest of my dreams 
though my ancestors sailed across the sea 
yet remain in tune with the blue Danube. 

Entranced by strange music of truth she plays 
while stroking strings on the wood violin, 
I sit with awed crowd in the concert hall 
as we feel flow of rivers in our veins 
with each graceful melody she performs 
till we become dream of the blue Danube.