Spring was colder than the winter that’s passed now. The feeling of it, everything harsher in March - seemed like an eerie realization to have. Persephone was supposed to come with more warmth and light, with life after … fright.
The difference that impacted it became clearer. She gasped for air while a tear ran down her cheek, a weeping whipping the heavyweight dimension of her reality now.
Quantum in nature, can you believe? The brain, the mind, the subtleties she was able to grasp.
And as soon as it came, sun shone again, you could feel the rays playing the strings over the horizon.
Do you understand now? It moves mountains, turns metal to gold, turns flowers from death, alive.
And you’ll come back to love, for you know where your home, heart and mind is. Sun is out, trust the process, and my love.
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