Arrival of Persephone

In a single whisper of her miracle

Dawn crawled through the trees

Her presence scared the winter mister

O, meet her majesty, Queen Persephone!

The woman's awakening prompted nature

To embrace a freshly crafted dress

Lively tailored by the queen of spring

Oozing the scent of jasmines and cypress

From her delicate hands sprouted a meadow

Tulips and lilies drizzled with bliss

Other fields awaitened such marvel

Teeming with desire for sunlight's kiss

The queen herself fondly treasured

The sinking pink sky at the outcome of a day

Yet soon the vibrant scenery would cease

As well as the fragrance of her play

Dismay hardly troubled her

For the sun, flowers, grass could perish

But the people reborn with this tide

Would await another spring to cherish