Tomorrow we greet her...

Today
Blessed Lady of the Corn
We say good bye to the Winter
That time of grief and despair
Today we bid it farewell.

For tomorrow we greet her who comes
She who steps forth with flowers at her feet
She whose laughter brings joy to your eternal face.

Today
Blessed Lady of the Tilled Fields
We say good bye to the death of the Green
When the land lies cold and barren
Today we bid it farewell.

For tomorrow we greet her who dwelt in darkness
She who ate of the pomegranate below
She who sat upon the throne of Hades with her eternal mate.

Today
Blessed Lady of the Wheat Grain
We say good bye to the shivering fear of tomorrow
When the future seems so far away
When the warmth of Summer seems a long lost memory.

For tomorrow we will rejoice at her return
She who walks in splendor, daughter of Zeus
She whom you lost now returns, Persephone of the Sprint Time reborn.

(This is written with the North American perspective of the Demetrian myth as symbol of our Winter, not as the ancient view of the Summer as the time when the grain was stored under ground to protect it from the immense heat. Taken in this way, Demeter and Persephone are here aspected toward the local growing seasons.)