Frost melts away, green shoots appear
The earth awakens, spring draws near
From shadows deep, she ascends
As winter's grasp finally ends
Torn between two worlds, she stands
Flowers bloom beneath her hands
Persephone returns to light
Nature's cycle, dark and bright
Six months above, six months below
Seasons change as she comes and goes
Daughter of harvest, queen of shade
In her steps, two worlds are made
Demeter's joy paints fields with gold
As mother and child once more behold
But pomegranate seeds still bind
The underworld she leaves behind
Torn between two worlds, she stands
Flowers bloom beneath her hands
Persephone returns to light
Nature's cycle, dark and bright
Six months above, six months below
Seasons change as she comes and goes
Daughter of harvest, queen of shade
In her steps, two worlds are made
In balance hangs the world's fate
Spring's return we celebrate
Yet autumn's call will come once more
When she passes through Hades' door
Persephone returns to light
Nature's cycle, dark and bright
Six months above, six months below
Seasons change as she comes and goes
Daughter of harvest, queen of shade
In her steps, two worlds are made
Persephone, between realms she roams
Bridging two vastly different homes