• Oh, to feel the heat of the sun
    The gentle breeze that carries away the morning dew
    And the clouds that brought the rain.

    She cries on us no longer
    All that’s left is her glow
    Smiling down on us
    Her love keeping us warm.

    Persephone is alive again
    Dionysus has put down the bottle
    And Adonis is on Olympus

    All is well

    All is right

    The chill is gone
    And life perseveres again.

    There is no darkness left to dwell
    In our world, now so bright.