Demeter addressing her search for Persephone

This weary body of mine released of strength at such a mindful search, would the dryness wet itself and release me of my duty. That I had no charge of seeded growth and well fed worker's bellies. I could then rest, take succour of a muse with no recourse to thruth. Would Zeuss not have ravished his child, absconded her to messy hell... would he have seen his glory blended I would now rest and have known no violence of aim nor call to such potent virtue.

Cannot an ear of my waving corn be bent by the tolerant wind or a single grain trodden under foot, and still my persisting stems abide. Have I not at times argued for rain, gained some and seen only little growth... but yet compromised in my conclusion. Is my fury of natural and godly right.... for it is to regain my child..... or does it shame anger's noble rank and seek illicitly for her return.... Oh, my torture is of decision... but hers is of fear and darkness, the such she dreaded is smaller years when my bent and weary arm would take from her the horrible dancing threats abounding at my figure's retreat.

And I falter? Should I dare withold my buxom arm from her plight, seeking final rest... That Zeuss too has a belly he shall feel... and need he'll want. His thunderbolts discarded as he will, better he'd lie still and wait for his corn... The stars don't feed his strength and his violence will inflict itself upon its usurper in most ironic form. Be damned as you have done your child.

Sometimes

Sometimes caught in
passion
Sometimes in a still
glassy Sea
Mirrors of being
as the trees
knowingly draw
near to me

The Night Sky

It's raining stars
Showers of Joy
Against the crystal
clear sky
Or is it just a frame
plucked from a dark
night

Spring?

Spring, hidden
beneath a clever
Sky, which hides
its mysteries
from the eye

Trees

What do trees do
I know they
silently grow
But what do they do
When they are
threatened
Do you know?

clouds

The clouds
cumulus
white and telling
of events
yet locked within
The prism of Time