The Flower Garden of Persephone

O’er ashes of despair, my flowers dost bloom,
Nurtured by tears that doth fall from her gloom.
From the depths of the dark, their colors dost flare,
A testament lasting, of love’s tender care.

I felt the shadow fall,
The thunder rolling nigh me,
I recalled each sound,
As chaos ’round did spin.
Like a hidden song,
Her essence doth inspire me,
Persephone, deep and fair,
A goddess in the bloom’s decree.

Give me fire,
To light the dark,
To bridge the void ‘twixt we,
Let it burn bright,
And reach for the dawn…
Wear your dreams like a crown.

With every whisper soft,
Draw me to thy core,
As we weave through verdant fields,
Through the raging storm,
I shall not yield, forever free.
I’ll carve my path to thee.

I shall rise,
On the azure skies.
With every step taken,
I claim my true light.
I am the blossom,
I shall unfurl.
With every hour,
I’ll embrace the world!