Ode to Persephone

Ode to Persephone

Lyrics

Ode to Persephone

Ode to Persephone
Verse 1
I have known the winter country,
root-deep dark and velvet cold,
where the silent seeds remember
stories no one ever told.
I have walked the hidden passage,
I have worn the hush of stone,
I have learned that even sorrow
has a language of its own.
Pre-Chorus
And still beneath the frozen ground,
a golden pulse was there—
a secret spring, a holy thread,
a breath inside the prayer.
Chorus
Persephone, sweet queen of return,
teach my heart the way of spring.
How to go down without disappearing,
how to lose and still to sing.
Persephone, mirror of the soul,
bless the bloom that grief can bring.
I am not only what was buried—
I am also what will rise and ring.
Verse 2
I am not the wound that found me,
not the night that took me in.
I am blossom with a memory,
I am light beneath the skin.
Let desire return like birdsong,
let my laughter warm the field,
let me love without self-betrayal,
let my deeper truth be healed.
Pre-Chorus
For under every barren place,
where winter seemed so long,
the roots were weaving holy strength,
preparing me for song.
Chorus
Persephone, sweet queen of return,
teach my heart the way of spring.
How to go down without disappearing,
how to lose and still to sing.
Persephone, mirror of the soul,
bless the bloom that grief can bring.
I am not only what was buried—
I am also what will rise and ring.
Bridge
If I descend again, let it be holy.
If I wait again, let it be true.
If I love again, let me stay with myself.
If I bloom again, let it be new.
Dark earth on my hands,
gold light in my chest—
I have been below,
and I still say yes.
Final Chorus
Persephone, bright queen of return,
now I know the way of spring.
I can go deep without disappearing,
I can grieve and still sing.
Persephone, living thread of the soul,
bless the life my winters bring.
I am woman, root and blossom—
underworld and flowering.
Outro
I am winter.
I am wonder.
I am the root that learns to sing.
I am the woman who remembers
how to return
carrying spring.