My Elysian Poem by Allison Sparks

Surely to the sky
As it's wings flutter by,
It does to the blue here
As it does to the blue there.

I call it my Elysian
What pupils know in the Angel
Down the road it forecasts it's shadow
Tracing a path and making me follow
The way to my paradise.

The sunbeams that glared now softens for it,
Time now carries the glory for it.
It flies so high, the shadows fade.
And stays with me no one.

'You've reached there.
He who wins alone he stands',
Says my Elysian.

The moment of delight delivered by it-
Carry it as a souvenir, I will.
My Elysian now adorns the blue there,
Surely to the sea too.