So it is we need a
darkness to capture
and take us for a while from the blinding
light of lives lived in the glare
which takes the depth from things.
Morning is a lure: Will you come?
and at once Eurydice followed him
through the gloom, but the thought
donít leave me now was in the transforming
dark and he turned to, and therefore from,
the shadow that followed after and banished
the dark music of her breath forever.
But still Persephone comes when light leaves
the forests and she can walk in shade alone
a while and mingle darkness with green light
and bring life to the shadows.