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Love's Bloom in Darkness
- Love's Bloom in Darkness -
In the autumn of the cycles of the year, alone, a young girl descended into the dark and lonely realm,
Beneath the realms we know. Into this Hades, her journey did embark… all senses, to so overwhelm!
Lovelier a creature there never was than she, just a child maybe, strong of will and beautiful of face,
Despite her youth: and in mockery of her sparkling eyes. Alive was her heart, all with thrills and grace.
Dreams of hidden kingdoms in her head, with the spaces: not hither nor yonder she saw of those halls,
Where reigns the mirthless king! She stopped not once to her fate ponder, hearing only of siren calls.
Unafraid, she felt no breath of terror, singing a song celestial with the voice of an angel in the snows…
Within that song was a power primordial! Miraculous was this, if only because of what this bestows.
The child’s song moved the king to weep many a sad tear, for it reminded him of a forgotten starlight,
Though for his love of it the gods called him mad! Starlight, in this land: of blackest and darkest night.
Out of that land of the dead, he came forth and begged the girl to dwell with him, and forever to sing.
Imagine him so moved, this king of hell, that he would set aside his crown as only innocence can bring!
“Come away with me, oh child of light, and let this gloom be thus cheered like unto the high Heaven,
But quickly, lest the time slip by in this timeless realm, and the clock strikes the hour that tolls eleven.”
And so did the child say: “I am following your voice oh sad lord, it moves me to sing a mournful tune,
That I shall sing for you aloud, I give you my word. So that my voice may lessen the burden of doom.”
As she passed from day, she entered a night lit by no moon and warmed by a sun that shall not perish!
Following the sound of the king’s voice, the little girl senses his was a soul that her own could cherish.
Spoke the king: “With no joy I hath been for long generations, passing nigh unto endless black ages…
But now with you upon my knee, let me laugh; your song delights my spirit, and never once enrages!”
And the girl did sing, and in that moment the king was set upon a path to his own glorious redemption,
Her words did echo in the cathedral-like halls of bone and stone, with never a hint of a condemnation.
“Listen well, and I shall set you free, sad king, from care infernal; and make your soul newly refreshed.
Take me to your heart, from off your knee where now I sit and sing of sorrows bound to human flesh!”
Heeding her, the king clutched the child close to his breast as a child might herself clutch a teddy bear,
And soon her song was changing him within, causing him to feel old emotions and once more to care.
Together, they danced a waltz profound; the music echoing beneath the cold stones of the underworld,
Where she glided with grace, around the king’s feet; in a direction counter to the clock, she so twirled.
Child angelic and lord demonic, their voices blended as one to sing a melody that became harmonic…
Whilst all about them lords and ladies, though pale deathless, joined the dance to ease pains so chronic.
As fauns and fairies unseen did join in the melody, to flit and to prance until at last the music did cease.
All who had waltzed fell wearily unto the floor, and never had Hades seen such lovely times as these!
The grandest ball of a generation, and the king in his soul wanted more than all his words could speak,
His child bard he held to his heartbeat, thumping like a drum in her small ears but growing ever weak.
For the music of his heart was fading from holding in his wish, and as the child fell asleep he sighed,
Until at last he had to kiss her, which: awoke her suddenly and gave her life, even though she had died.
Now she was a woman, and the king’s guilt could rest at ease, for his love for her might be justified…
“Now I can love you lawfully and dear. So sing for me my soul’s mate, and let all past hurts subside!”
The woman who had been a child sang: “This was my dream, to be your wanton lover and your bride,
I’ll not deny it was inside me from the first, though loath was I not in childish dream to seek and hide.”
And soon the clock’s eleventh hour rang, as the king and his queen danced once more until the hour…
When chimed the clock one final time, striking twelve as fated. And with that strike came great power.
The woman felt darkness coming on, and of this she had not been warned; who could so be blamed?
Awakening from slumber, the little girl was singing, imagining herself: possessed of a womanly frame.
Her mother and father came to see what was the cause of her celebration upon waking up so quickly,
The child’s eyes gleaming intently in the light her parents brought to cast back any darkness so swiftly.
“Mommy, is it wrong to dream of love, a love of which you say I am too young to even comprehend?
My heart beats so heavily, my breath comes so fast, and I wish my dream had not come to its' sad end!”
And her mother tried to ease her displeasure: “Everyone comprehends true love, dove, even a child…
But with maturity, we always hope that love will mend the joys we miss from our youth; days so mild.”
Adding to that her father offered this treasure: “You are almost a lady, young princess of the nighttime,
So surely it is the first stirring of love’s bloom, which is causing you to dream so and awake in rhyme.”
“Say not so, daddy, but rather allow me just to be your little girl a bit longer, it is a thing so priceless…
Our youth; so let me dream a little more beneath the moon, whilst you and mommy call me princess!”
And so this glimpse was given into the slumbering mind of a girl burdened with a dark distant destiny,
Whose name would come to be known in future ages, for she was to become the goddess Persephone.
In the autumn of the cycles of the year, alone, a young girl descended into the dark and lonely realm,
Beneath the realms we know. Into this Hades, her journey did embark… all senses, to so overwhelm!
Lovelier a creature there never was than she, just a child maybe, strong of will and beautiful of face,
Despite her youth: and in mockery of her sparkling eyes. Alive was her heart, all with thrills and grace.
Dreams of hidden kingdoms in her head, with the spaces: not hither nor yonder she saw of those halls,
Where reigns the mirthless king! She stopped not once to her fate ponder, hearing only of siren calls.
Unafraid, she felt no breath of terror, singing a song celestial with the voice of an angel in the snows…
Within that song was a power primordial! Miraculous was this, if only because of what this bestows.
The child’s song moved the king to weep many a sad tear, for it reminded him of a forgotten starlight,
Though for his love of it the gods called him mad! Starlight, in this land: of blackest and darkest night.
Out of that land of the dead, he came forth and begged the girl to dwell with him, and forever to sing.
Imagine him so moved, this king of hell, that he would set aside his crown as only innocence can bring!
“Come away with me, oh child of light, and let this gloom be thus cheered like unto the high Heaven,
But quickly, lest the time slip by in this timeless realm, and the clock strikes the hour that tolls eleven.”
And so did the child say: “I am following your voice oh sad lord, it moves me to sing a mournful tune,
That I shall sing for you aloud, I give you my word. So that my voice may lessen the burden of doom.”
As she passed from day, she entered a night lit by no moon and warmed by a sun that shall not perish!
Following the sound of the king’s voice, the little girl senses his was a soul that her own could cherish.
Spoke the king: “With no joy I hath been for long generations, passing nigh unto endless black ages…
But now with you upon my knee, let me laugh; your song delights my spirit, and never once enrages!”
And the girl did sing, and in that moment the king was set upon a path to his own glorious redemption,
Her words did echo in the cathedral-like halls of bone and stone, with never a hint of a condemnation.
“Listen well, and I shall set you free, sad king, from care infernal; and make your soul newly refreshed.
Take me to your heart, from off your knee where now I sit and sing of sorrows bound to human flesh!”
Heeding her, the king clutched the child close to his breast as a child might herself clutch a teddy bear,
And soon her song was changing him within, causing him to feel old emotions and once more to care.
Together, they danced a waltz profound; the music echoing beneath the cold stones of the underworld,
Where she glided with grace, around the king’s feet; in a direction counter to the clock, she so twirled.
Child angelic and lord demonic, their voices blended as one to sing a melody that became harmonic…
Whilst all about them lords and ladies, though pale deathless, joined the dance to ease pains so chronic.
As fauns and fairies unseen did join in the melody, to flit and to prance until at last the music did cease.
All who had waltzed fell wearily unto the floor, and never had Hades seen such lovely times as these!
The grandest ball of a generation, and the king in his soul wanted more than all his words could speak,
His child bard he held to his heartbeat, thumping like a drum in her small ears but growing ever weak.
For the music of his heart was fading from holding in his wish, and as the child fell asleep he sighed,
Until at last he had to kiss her, which: awoke her suddenly and gave her life, even though she had died.
Now she was a woman, and the king’s guilt could rest at ease, for his love for her might be justified…
“Now I can love you lawfully and dear. So sing for me my soul’s mate, and let all past hurts subside!”
The woman who had been a child sang: “This was my dream, to be your wanton lover and your bride,
I’ll not deny it was inside me from the first, though loath was I not in childish dream to seek and hide.”
And soon the clock’s eleventh hour rang, as the king and his queen danced once more until the hour…
When chimed the clock one final time, striking twelve as fated. And with that strike came great power.
The woman felt darkness coming on, and of this she had not been warned; who could so be blamed?
Awakening from slumber, the little girl was singing, imagining herself: possessed of a womanly frame.
Her mother and father came to see what was the cause of her celebration upon waking up so quickly,
The child’s eyes gleaming intently in the light her parents brought to cast back any darkness so swiftly.
“Mommy, is it wrong to dream of love, a love of which you say I am too young to even comprehend?
My heart beats so heavily, my breath comes so fast, and I wish my dream had not come to its' sad end!”
And her mother tried to ease her displeasure: “Everyone comprehends true love, dove, even a child…
But with maturity, we always hope that love will mend the joys we miss from our youth; days so mild.”
Adding to that her father offered this treasure: “You are almost a lady, young princess of the nighttime,
So surely it is the first stirring of love’s bloom, which is causing you to dream so and awake in rhyme.”
“Say not so, daddy, but rather allow me just to be your little girl a bit longer, it is a thing so priceless…
Our youth; so let me dream a little more beneath the moon, whilst you and mommy call me princess!”
And so this glimpse was given into the slumbering mind of a girl burdened with a dark distant destiny,
Whose name would come to be known in future ages, for she was to become the goddess Persephone.
Published 13th Jul 2022
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16th Jul 2022 4:12am
I have been a girl like the version of Persephone you write of here... always too mature for my age, always dreaming of things that were to happen one day, and then when they do happen I long to be a child again. But love is never something one would wish to take back, or to go back from! Love awakens us, changes us for the better, and inspires us to glories undreamed of even in the most brilliant of visions. I remember our love once, so very, very long ago... and I cherish it still. I am drawn to your darkness and would prefer it to any light. A sentiment I share with your beloved Camilla! Be well, my living divinity. And do message me sometime should you get the chance! We can catch up on all the old times.
You are not alone in this, Sybil! There are many who feel as you do... a great many, who matured way before their time, in one form or another. In my case, my intellect matured too quickly, which puts it sometimes at odds with my childlike heart. Yet, I am grateful for my intellect coming to its' full bloom early, since it made me wiser than I would have been otherwise throughout my life. Love does indeed awaken us! Love is the prime mover of all things in existence, along with passion. Nothing can be accomplished without either love or passion, or both of those things working in concert together. If you are indeed the Sybil I am thinking about, the one I knew and loved on the planet Terra Nithal... then it is most welcome to meet you in this life once again. In any case... it has been a very long time since then, though it appears that your beauty has not changed. I am not much changed myself, since that life, as you can see in my photo. Your words do remind me much of Camilla's in regard to preferring darkness to light... a sentiment that I share with both of you. Light can be cruel, harmful, and stifling when not balanced with darkness enough to make it tolerable. Darkness is ever a necessary aspect of the cosmic balances of all existence. Without it, madness would very surely ensue! Along with the doom of all that is. I have sent you a message not long after reading this comment, dear Sybil... and I got the one you sent me likewise. Thank you! It is good to catch up on things with you, and I hope we can become ever closer with time. :)
25th Jul 2022 2:38am
Yes! That was me on Terra Nithal. I have had memories of that past life, literally ever since I was a little girl, and until I read your writings about it, I was beginning to wonder if it was even real at all. Which I now realize, it totally was! I am so sorry for how things ended up back on that planet, and I intend to make it up to you big time in this life by being your devoted servant this time around. And so much more! I am in love with you, Kara... head over heels crazy for you even. And happy to be. All of your various thoughts about all those cosmic matters, they really sing to me if you know what I mean! You make so much sense... and speak with so much authority on those kinds of subjects... that I feel simply compelled to accept what you say on the matter, knowing it contains truth that also lies within my very spirit and soul. Like, these are things I have always known but could not confirm until now! Yeah, I will be sending you some more messages soon... keep in touch, my love. I am yours, beyond time.
25th Jul 2022 5:44am
I thought as much, and hearing you apologize for what happened back then on that other world makes me very happy to hear. To me, it was like yesterday, as all of my past life memories tend to be. In many ways, it is like as if I had lived one long, eternal life... which my soul and spirit have, since those are the actual me, with the bodies I have inhabited down through all the centuries being like changes of attire at best. Something one simply gets used to by necessity, and which becomes quite mundane in the larger scheme of all things compared to more cosmic matters. In any case, I totally forgive you for all that took place on Terra Nithal, and have come to realize that you have an innocence at the core of your being that I was never made aware of back then... an innocence that delights me greatly, and makes you worthy of great reverence in my eyes. I am glad you love me, Sybil... and I am falling for you too, very fast. Faster than I usually fall in love with someone, and that is saying a lot! You need not see yourself as my servant, Sybil... you are worthy of being far, far more by a great deal, and I will treat you as the princess you ever and always dreamed of being. Or a queen, if that is something you still desire to be, as you did on Terra Nithal! To me, you may as well be a goddess, and one I adore highly. You are not the first person to mention that my words have the power to convey to them truth that they cannot deny... that is because I only ever speak truth. The way I see it, people all too often use lies as weapons... and why! If one has need of a weapon, the truth can do so much more damage, because it cannot be denied the way that lies can. But as you have noticed, I use my words to teach and to help others if I can... never to wound, unless severely provoked. And then, the fault is not mine after all! But that of whoever sought to provoke me. I will be happy to get all your messages and receive all of your comments here, sweet girl of my dreams! And I will never forget to reply to all of them as quickly as I may. You can be as crazy for me as your heart wishes, baby girl, and the beautiful madness will never fail to delight me! Passionate kisses for you, and the warmest of hugs. I too am yours, endlessly! :D
7th Sep 2022 6:49am
Madam Kou,
Hailest Lucille Pythianna! This one is an ah great ah story. Persephone! I use to read analog stories about her in high school. Anyway, this story was beautifully ah written. The king, she becoming his ah wife. It all being a remarkable dream. I still have dreams like that, but, I wake up and see the same surroundings and pass on into regular life. This was sweet and delightful Ms. Indigo. I'm not gonna hold u long on this one, because, u have other writes to do. But, again I say this like of the few others. Excellent work! This is one excellent penn. Brilliant grammar, punctuation, and entertainment to the heart! 👁️👍🍜🌈🍹🥂🎶🤜🤛🤍🌷
Hailest Lucille Pythianna! This one is an ah great ah story. Persephone! I use to read analog stories about her in high school. Anyway, this story was beautifully ah written. The king, she becoming his ah wife. It all being a remarkable dream. I still have dreams like that, but, I wake up and see the same surroundings and pass on into regular life. This was sweet and delightful Ms. Indigo. I'm not gonna hold u long on this one, because, u have other writes to do. But, again I say this like of the few others. Excellent work! This is one excellent penn. Brilliant grammar, punctuation, and entertainment to the heart! 👁️👍🍜🌈🍹🥂🎶🤜🤛🤍🌷
14th Sep 2022 00:51am
I am delighted indeed to see that you enjoyed giving this poem of mine a read, my friend! There are so many layers to the myth of Persephone and so many ways of exploring the nuances of the legend from unique perspectives, and for me I thought it would be interesting to do a take on the legend where she was a child, but one with a more mature sort of spirit to her. I reasoned that Hades would naturally have to go about everything quite totally different because of that, and so rather than abduct her to the underworld I had this notion of him enchanting her in a way and thus using her dreams as a means of manifesting her true self, and so she soon discovers through him her actual maturity and out of it they both fall in love with one another, and he at last chooses her to become his queen, which she is utterly delighted about. Yet even in knowing her maturity, she retains her childlike sense of innocence and her sense of wonder since to me I see those aspects of a person as things to be cherished rather than abandoned in life. So, the poem is also a kind of allegorical parable about not losing one's innocent spirit and sense of magic and wonder just because a person grows up, but rather finding a proper balance in life in which one never needs to give up such things to start with. So, this adds an extra layer of depth to Persephone's overall story and is a concept for it that I would imagine no other poet had considered up until now. :)
Your praise of my work is welcome and wonderful to see! Thank you very much for taking the time to stop by and comment. :D
Your praise of my work is welcome and wonderful to see! Thank you very much for taking the time to stop by and comment. :D
14th Sep 2022 5:43am
And, u are so ah welcome Madam Kou! Again, I ah truly enjoyed it.👍👁️🤎🤍🤜🤛👅🌷🌈🍑🍺🍻🥂🥂🍻🍺🥃🍜🥬🌽🥦🛳️💎
11th Dec 2022 4:35am
I love this poem, Kara! Sybil sent me an email and said that you're nonbinary so I should refer to you as they rather than he or she, so that's what I'll do from now on. Though, she says it's okay sometimes to refer to you as a boy or a girl but only under certain circumstances. So sorry if my referring to you as a girl before was not quite accurate! Anyway, this poem is amazing. I've been messaging all my friends to tell them that you are going to be teaching me magical things... Sybil said you would too... so when I read this poem it kind of made me think of descending to a world of magic and dancing with you as you show me all kinds of wonders and dreamlike things. I'll bet you are really really good looking too! Sybil said you are, and that it's one of the reasons she loves you and is crazy about you. Send me some better pictures sometime! That one you have up on here is cool and all, but I'd like to see more. I'll send you some of me too, in some of my pretty dresses. I got some new ones for early Christmas presents, and they look really, really cute on me. They make me look just like a fairytale princess. Bye for now!
Hello to you, my delightful princess Chloe! And yes, you are very much a princess, at least in my eyes. And since I believe it, then you can rest assured that it is the absolute truth! Since I never lie. Yes, Sybil is very correct about that, I am nonbinary. To her I am mostly male, since that is what she likes best about me. We shall have to see what you end up liking best about me... so, in the meantime, referring to me in a strictly nonbinary way will not go amiss. I have decided to very much begin the process of teaching you everything I know about magical and mystical things, since I like you very much and plan on choosing you to become my apprentice. I think you will find that to be quite delightful! So yes, Sybil told you correctly. She knows me sometimes far better I would wager, than I often know myself. I shall indeed show you wonders, and as for dreams and all their splendors, you will not need to have reason to retreat into the domain of dreams in order to know the greatest of delights. I have been told that I am rather good looking! At the very least, neither Sybil nor Camilla have ever had cause to complain, regarding my appearance. Sybil is quite crazy for me, in probably every sense of the word, and I love her beyond measure for it! Camilla too, but I think she was crazy (in a good way) long before I ever met her. Some say that I am mad too, so my lovely crazy princess... you, are in the best of company with me. I will actually send you a link later on to my DeviantArt account's main page. From there, you can find all of my photos, my artwork, and even some of my writings although I have the largest collection of my writings here on DUP. Actually, even easier! You can just use the link that I have provided on the About Me section of my profile page right here on DUP. You will see that my DeviantArt account's main page can be reached by using the first link that I have posted there. Besides that, you can also find under that section my Pinterest account's main page and my rather more rarely used Facebook account's main page. Links are provided for all of that, for your convenience! I would very much love to see some nice photos of you wearing those lovely dresses... I will send you my email address once I post this message, so that you can be able to send me any photos that you wish to. Plus, that way we can email each other back and forth even when we're not on DUP! That is what Sybil and I do too. We can speak a bit freer, that way also... with not quite so many prying eyes. Though as you have probably noticed by now, Sybil does not care all that much what other people think of what she says. I love how outspoken she is! Farewell for now, sweet girl. And a very merry holiday season to you! *Smiles* :D
Oh, and I very nearly forgot to mention this! But it is uncanny that you should say something about me taking you dancing because I just a dream last night in which you and I were dancing together... and it was a very nice and beautiful dream to have. I think it was a premonition of truly great things to come, for the both of us.
Oh, and I very nearly forgot to mention this! But it is uncanny that you should say something about me taking you dancing because I just a dream last night in which you and I were dancing together... and it was a very nice and beautiful dream to have. I think it was a premonition of truly great things to come, for the both of us.
11th Dec 2022 8:31pm
Every time you call me a princess, it makes me smile so much! Mom's been divorced ever since I was a year old, so I don't have a daddy. The way you call me princess, reminds me of how a daddy would say it. I like that a lot! They say that all girls are princesses, but for me this is the first time someone actually made me believe it totally. Since I don't have a daddy, maybe you could be like a daddy for me! We'll have to see how things go, and decide between us from there. Yeah, when we get on cam later you can start teaching me whatever you like. I plan to listen well and learn good too! I'll make you proud of me, Kara, you'll see. Sybil's coming over to my house for the holidays, she's flying out sometime early this week she said. I told her to be careful and not fly in any bad weather. It's always great when she comes over! She does it every year since she first became my mentor when I was 8. Her and mom are like the best of friends too, probably cuz they're both Pagan and all that. I guess I'm Pagan too now! Which means I'm carrying on the family tradition. Oh, I can't wait to see how you look on the cam! I took a look at your photos on DeviantArt early this morning and you make both a pretty lady and a handsome man too, I have to say. It's that kind of unusual look you have to your face, which is very distinct in a good way. I don't really know Camilla at all, only that she's a very important person in Sybil's life and that Sybil calls her "mom" a lot. Yeah, you and I will have LOTS of time to talk more privately over the cam. I can't wait! I'm so excited. Hey, you actually had a dream where you took me dancing? That's amazing, it's like we're on the same mental wavelength right now or something. Hey, that decides it! I am going to dance when we're on the cam later, and you can feel free to join me and dance along with me at any time. If you get tired out, you can just sit and watch me dance for a while. This is going to be so much fun! That was definitely a premonition you had, I know all about stuff like that. A sign of the fun times ahead!
11th Dec 2022 8:45pm
I can't wait to see you dance, Chloe! And to join you for a dance. We're definitely going to have a magical time of it together today, for sure. Fun times are ahead for us indeed! :D
