Blue Never Looked So Good

Blue never looked so good,
As it does pooled around my knees,
My knees recently shaking,
Freshly found quaking,
Now keeping me up as I pray.

My hands clasped are solid,
As I tilt my head forward,
Only to find that now
The tears come as I bow
To He who watches as I pray.

The murmur of living beings
Mingles with the dead, floating spirits,
So I get up and stand,
I pocket my hands,
And make my way up front as I pray.

I light a single candle,
For your spirit equally bright,
Equally flickering,
Light and dark bickering,
And blue never looked so good, as I pray.