In her apron she holds all three, youth, motherhood and old age.
Not separately but as one.
Persephone, the maiden has chosen to do pro bono work in hell
Initiating the grateful dead,
Pomegranate juice dribbling down her chin.
There was no man involved, no abduction took place
She simply saw an underworld opportunity
And although her mother was reluctant,
The earth mother did understand her need for purposeful work.
Happy spring Equinox, People of our dear Planet.
Steer clear of duality and let the triple goddess be a reminder
that things are not the way they seem.