persephone longed for love; she just didn't know it yet.
within the jelly like bubble of pomegranate grains
lays the seeds that sprout like sea waves
crashing, furling, turning until they bloom skywards
and leave humanity speechless.
persephone founded pomegranate promises
a pact that states "love is born from free will
and restraint and darkness and hell and death
and seasonal sadness and a mother's rage"