When I first met Demeter, I thought she was the fallow field, No life, No joy, No Persephone. When I next met Demeter, She was just tips of green, Everywhere, Here and there, As far as I could see.pic.twitter.com/YoVhIFWgk7
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When I next saw Demeter, She was the flowing wheat, Life in motion, Grain as ocean, Green the moving sea. When I next saw Demeter, She was the harvest field, Time to live, Time to die, The end had come to be.
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When I last saw Demeter,
Revelation came to me:
She was not one,
Or more than one,
But a single continuity.
- Rev. Jean 'Drum' Pagano -
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