As one herald of life starting anew,
While in Hadean realms just inches deep,
To break lethargic spells, the time is due
To rise, and seek the light, from buried sleep.
Before long will Persephone return,
To waken up Nature still slumbering,
And once the seed opens the deathly urn,
Will Earth again see shoots awakening.
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