Elysian Echoes

In the realm of dreams unseen,

Where the skies are painted green,

Dwells a land of mystic hues,

Where the trees sing ancient tunes.

Elysian fields of gold and white,

A paradise bathed in moonlight,

Whispers of forgotten lore,

Echoes through the sacred floor.

In this world of ethereal grace,

Time and space interlace,

A dance of shadows in the night,

A symphony of pure delight.

But beware, traveler of the mind,

For not all truths are kind,

In the depths of Elysium's glow,

Lies the seeds of darkness sown.

So heed my words, O wandering soul,

In Elysian echoes, find your goal,

A treasure hidden, yet untold,

In the echoes of the ages old.