Oh revered consort, Turned suddenly a hopeless? A meter check borne upon natures spine, no deed like the emerging petals blooms unchecked Persephone now vanished - a tragic twist The lure; planted by Hades His cloak - a thousand damned souls The sun dim'd in solidarity Clouds rejoice in vileness Once happy branches, shrugging in forced retirement Stalks wilt,bowing as the slaves of old Lively leaves leave caring nodes for an embrace with mother earth Are those crooked claws of famine to you a fine fantasy? Your wrath in robes of Autumn and winter, of reward to the earth gift smiles of droughts and harvests of emptiness when into ,now, her kingdom she descends... The fertile smile wrestles mounds of harvest upon the horizons of spring and summer when olympus becomes her abode A balance, too demanding, a waste of her sweetness An evil upon eventide pour'd, a morn draws nigh to wipe it clean. The underworld, for her choice, a majestic match - it seems An ironic twist A throne and reverence not up to par for a flowing fountain of fertility, Bother not Rise! And into these loamy, beseech with fertility for all seasons Let wrinkled faces draw nigh to smiles Flee from the corridors of worries! Its a marriage of the gods