Persephone

We see the goddess in peaceful slumber; with a hint of a sweet smile, touching her lips.  Dreaming of the coming great festivities, upon her annual return.  Fragrant will burst the air, as the trees and flowers bloom.  

Reunited with her mother, the earth reborn;  not a moment too soon.

Peresphone, we miss you; for your return, we count the moons.

multi media Frescoe 

3’ x 2’ 1/2”