After many years of loneliness and regret,
Persephone bore a child-
a lovely girl named Arborie
with eyes greener then the harvest,
and hair browner then the ripest wheat,
the most beautiful girl in all the land
(except for Aphrodite)-
who was her pride and joy.
One spring afternoon, playing in the meadows,
she met someone named Triton, son of the great Poseidon.
They fell in love so quickly; it was deep and it was pure.
But alas, it was not to last.
Persephone, weary of her own fate,
had called upon Artemis, Goddess of the Moon.
“Persephone,” said she, “what troubles you this evening?”
“My daughter is in love, and I must prevent that if I can.”
So Artemis agreed, but with one word of caution:
“Tell her not to go to Aphrodite, or listen to what she says.
She is so obsessed with love;
she'll do whatever she can to see them together.
Your daughter does not have your curse; leave her in my care.”
Although it pained Persephone, pained her very deeply,
she knew that it was for the best.
So Arborie went to Artemis,
(forbidden to see Triton)
and Persephone returned to Hades.
She learned how to hunt,
learned to never bring men near.
Aphrodite payed a visit,
when Arborie was alone in her tent one night.
“My dear, is true you have a lover?”
and again Arborie thought of Triton, and her eyes began to brim with tears.
“It was long ago, he is long lost and I am pledged to Artemis.”
Then Arborie explained how it was not her fault,
that her mother had forced her to abandon her love for Triton;
Aphrodite was mortified at this thought.
She gave her back her clothes, and took away her bow.
She helped her escape and took her to a lake; someone was waiting for her there.
Triton was overjoyed to see her; they kissed and hugged and Aphrodite smiled.
But that was then Artemis came by; caught her in the act.
She would have killed both on the spot; but they were far from mortal
She sent Triton to the sea, thought of a way to punish Arborie for defying her command.
She would be in love again, never walk or smile.
Perpetually blind; she would still be alive, alive and well 'til the end of days.
Her body hardened, her hair turned into bark.
Her eyes that were of such vivid color turned to leaves that sprouted from above it.
Artemis left; visited her from time to time.
They say she still stands today, calling out for her lost lover.
Persephone bore a child-
a lovely girl named Arborie
with eyes greener then the harvest,
and hair browner then the ripest wheat,
the most beautiful girl in all the land
(except for Aphrodite)-
who was her pride and joy.
One spring afternoon, playing in the meadows,
she met someone named Triton, son of the great Poseidon.
They fell in love so quickly; it was deep and it was pure.
But alas, it was not to last.
Persephone, weary of her own fate,
had called upon Artemis, Goddess of the Moon.
“Persephone,” said she, “what troubles you this evening?”
“My daughter is in love, and I must prevent that if I can.”
So Artemis agreed, but with one word of caution:
“Tell her not to go to Aphrodite, or listen to what she says.
She is so obsessed with love;
she'll do whatever she can to see them together.
Your daughter does not have your curse; leave her in my care.”
Although it pained Persephone, pained her very deeply,
she knew that it was for the best.
So Arborie went to Artemis,
(forbidden to see Triton)
and Persephone returned to Hades.
She learned how to hunt,
learned to never bring men near.
Aphrodite payed a visit,
when Arborie was alone in her tent one night.
“My dear, is true you have a lover?”
and again Arborie thought of Triton, and her eyes began to brim with tears.
“It was long ago, he is long lost and I am pledged to Artemis.”
Then Arborie explained how it was not her fault,
that her mother had forced her to abandon her love for Triton;
Aphrodite was mortified at this thought.
She gave her back her clothes, and took away her bow.
She helped her escape and took her to a lake; someone was waiting for her there.
Triton was overjoyed to see her; they kissed and hugged and Aphrodite smiled.
But that was then Artemis came by; caught her in the act.
She would have killed both on the spot; but they were far from mortal
She sent Triton to the sea, thought of a way to punish Arborie for defying her command.
She would be in love again, never walk or smile.
Perpetually blind; she would still be alive, alive and well 'til the end of days.
Her body hardened, her hair turned into bark.
Her eyes that were of such vivid color turned to leaves that sprouted from above it.
Artemis left; visited her from time to time.
They say she still stands today, calling out for her lost lover.
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