Paris in the Morning

You pushed a button
a small
unassuming
button
it's usually on anyways
but had come undone and you just
hadn't
noticed
you didn't think much of pushing it
again
but it clicked
the magic back into your
vision
the wonder back
into your
words
the irreproachable hubris
back into your
song
that leads you to believe
this is the right
path
and at the end
lies that elusive
Elysian
light
that you came here for