Ceres caught her daughter’s wristDo not let go, my heart will rip
Persephone repliesIt is already brokenHades is your death, not mine
As Kora wades thru the river StyxWinter and summer continue to compete
With Cassiopeia at her sidePersephone could climb that nightly sky
Working up a stellar congregationPersephone misses her unheard cry
She regrets her menacing gripIt had kept her own life lit, her daughter’s survival kit
To hug her brightly starsTo gaze down on earthly scars
Kora’s wish, her cosmic peace,A star in frozen space and no one to replaceHer loss to death that sordid place