Persephone

The river flows underground
Crone stand and wipes her brow
She is wiser than the world would know
She sees thought Hades eyes
And hears to her surprise
Demeter crying for her daughter dear
Persephone picked the flower bright
Dark Earth swallowed her out of sight
Persephone picked the flower bright
The river flows underground
Crone hears the hidden sound
She is singing the maiden’s song
She knows both the living and the dead
Rules where others fear to tread
Accepted the fruit and then she returned to sky
Welcomed by daylight in Earth mother’s arms
Spring returned, forever youthful her charms
Still no one would risk to speak her name