Daniel Richards - *My Own Personal Elysium Fields*

I walk along a path of a frozen field, just my shadow and me.
And it’s quite funny, like the witty morning weather;
Flowers now racing, just to be blooming for me,
How can it be so quiet, with all the buzzing bees?
Eloquently smiling and effortlessly free
Expanding all there known borders, paying daily witness
To all the chaos our higher assembly orders,
Emotions not letting me out, trapped here forever
The beauty of the land is all I ever wanted and or needed, but
I’m just too dumb to surrender, should’ve took head when I needed,
But I’m realising now, I’ll never be checking me out
Not now I know I got what I needed

This place ripples on forever, on and on ending never
And here I can lay truly forgotten, hypnotised by the blues
Heavily drunk on the crystal morning dew,
I think im gonna hide here, I know, without fear I so truly do
The beauty the peace the happiness and power this place yields
Are mesmerising anchors that keep me here,
In my own personal Elysium fields

Daniel Richards

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