Persephone's Return

Persephone's Return Sing now, in celebration Of the loosening of Winter's grasp, Days days lengthen, hinting of warmth to come, When the sun will embrace the earth with heat And make her laugh with a sound her devoted can hear in their hearts, All her body flush with reborn life. Breezes gentle, prayers attend as she rises Flowers blooming, she passes with magic sound of clear water born again From spark-dappled ice; rose light of dawn Subtle music for her. Weaving daydreams for us. The scent of darkwood pool, below our conciousness, Taste of sacred stillness Rises through dim, silent realms below The lift of chilling fogs From shoulders of a sleeping world; All things bestilled begin to stir again, Silver frosts resolve Patches of blue tearing the grey robe from the skies In honor of Her coming She arrives again, Fulfilling Her promise Coming forth from the halls of Shadow Where Her lover waits and rues His time away from Her. Soon the farmer's scythe will sing through the air once more, Abundance will bring joy to all As we dance through the fields in Her honor - She has returned to us, Beloveds all. Clothed in the glory of her matchless beauty - Bow thy head, open thy heart in thanks: She has returned! She has returned!