The spring is here again, flowers like
blood spreading on the meadows,
and the cold queen of the silent
underworld is again a maiden
resting on her mother's bosom,
with marigolds and irises on
her hair. But deep in the Earth
grim Hades awaits among
half-remembering
shadows.
10.03.2023
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