A young girl
With no other passion than beauty:
She pranced among them
And picked the ones that stood out against the rest.
Until one day
There was a flower like no other
That she had ever seen before.
She was drawn to its colors, it’s beauty
And ran from her guard
In a moment of distraction.
She plucked the flower straight from the ground
But alas, it would not break free of it’s deep roots.
Little did she know, it was a trick
And Hades wanted to claim her as his own.
She tugged and tugged.
Heaved and pulled until it sprung free
And the earth opened up below her
And Hades took her deep down into the dark underworld
That belonged to him.
She was miserable at first,
Upset that there was no beauty in this cold, dark place.
But she became hungry and weak
And she took a bright red pomegranate
plucked a seed, and popped it into her mouth
Causing her to be stuck in the underworld forever.
Demeter did weep,
For she missed her lovely daughter.
She could not find her for the sun had not seen her-
He was sleeping that day.
And she had not been carried away by the winds-
They were her friends and swore they would not harm her.
Finally, she was found
And she was safe
And a deal was made
Where she could come from the underworld
Visit her mother once a year
But all the rest of the time be stuck with her lover
And left to her demise.
Soon this became too much,
Guarding the damned souls,
The burden was too great.
But something changed her
And she began to enjoy it.