Persephone - Eliza Gilkyson

On the floor of the cavern

You sort through the seeds

Separate expectations

From the things you need

In the hour of communion

While other fools sleep

Gather strands of experience

From the wildebeest

Hang on 'til the winter’s end

Wheel spinning 'round

'Til you rise like the sun again

From the underground

Little bird at the cascade

Is it too much to ask

Bring me tears of love’s elixir

In your tiny flask?

Consumed with your suffering

So daunting the task

How long will your love be gone

And this season last?

Hang on 'til the wintr’s end…