Elysium (Poetry)

Take me away, oh take me away
where the warm winds sing
and soft grasses sway
the green hills welcoming
every smiling day

Let me roam far fields in solitude
and breathe good clean air
with nothing left to do
but wander free of pain and care
beneath the sky-dome’s blue

The world of Nature my close friend
all my needs complete
old sorrows fade and mend
fear admits defeat
life’s seasons blur and blend

Retreat — a modest place to be
restful wood and stone
nestled calm — finally
the spirit’s safe at home
where death comes peacefully