Lightness of day, fullness of hour
Time opens portal of tulip flower.
The girl stirs, slips out at last
One hour to enter the past.
A mother finds her daughter sneaks
Along logs and watery creaks.
Away from home, into the trees
Across swamp and forest leaves.
Flowers bloom, buds burst
Animals drink to quell their thirst.
Demeter mourns, Persephone weeps
The sun rises and the moon sleeps.
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