Persephone's Dance Through the Seasons

Persephone played in the morning sun. Picking bright flowers, having fun. Running through grass

that brushed her knees. Dancing with petals and warm spring breeze.

The world felt safe, the sky felt wide. 'Til a gentle

rumble shook the hillside. The seasons know her name. They change but

not her flame. Light to dark, she finds her way.

Persephone is brave each day. The earth split open with a roaring sound.

A shadow rose from underground. Hades reached out with a steady hand.

Inviting her into his quiet land. Before she could blink, away they flew.