up and down the soft meadow. Iris blossoms too she picked, and hyacinth.
And the narcissus, which was grown as a lure for the flower-faced girl by Gaia. It was a wondrous thing in its splendor. To look at it gives a sense of holy awe to the immortal gods as well as mortal humans. Its sweet fragrance spread over the wide skies up above.
And the earth below smiled back in all its radiance.
So too the churning mass of the salty sea.
Persephone was filled with a sense of wonder, and she reached out with both hands to take hold of the pretty plaything.
And the earth, full of roads leading every which way, opened up under her.❞