Prosperina-Persephone-by-Rossetti
Sweet light glistening on pomegranate seeds,
ever beckoning, enticing, reckoning, receive…
There’s a truth here that sometimes can’t be seen.
She breathes through the light awakening,
ever calling, singing, murmuring, she sees…
There’s a story here, bright as what she believes.
Earth and sky, embracing, will see,
ever quickening, beguiling, and shining as she
accepts the gifts that pomegranates bring.
(c) Deanna Leigh Joseph
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