Embrace of the Celestial Bloom

In alleyways where gritty truths unfold,

A solitary being, hungry, tired, cold,

Grumbled a lament of a stomach's plea,

A symphony of hardship in life's vast sea.

He ventured with hope, a prayer on his lips,

To seek divine favor on possible tips.

Beneath the cold starlight, he laid his claim,

On a meager feast, in the dumpster's fame.

Glimpses of waiters, remarks unkind,

Yet destiny favored the resigned.

A bag of leftovers, a chance to survive,

In this cold cruel world, he could revive.

Back in the shelter of a battered bus,

He thanked the gods, without much fuss.

With sacrificial fire, an offering grand,

He honored the divine, with trembling hand.

To Hades and Persephone, he gave his due,

And Melenoë and Dionysus in reverence true.

An offering humble, yet deeply felt,

Under the watch of constellations that dealt.

Yet as he ventured in the night once more,

A heavy burden, his body bore.

Collapsing gently in the snow's embrace,

He glimpsed a vision, a familiar face.

Amidst the shadows, a tender caress,

An eternal love in a silent confess.

Hades and Persephone emerged in grace,

With arms open wide, in a loving embrace.

Flowers bloomed in the winter's desolation,

A tribute to love, and its incarnation.

The Lord of Underworld with his radiant bride,

Received his spirit on the other side.

A wakened vision, in a world unknown,

With awe-struck eyes, his spirit shone.

Clothed in beauty, in yukata fine,

A divine assembly, almost divine.

Before him appeared, a towering figure,

With vibrant hair and stature bigger.

A guide of the realms where gods reside,

In the celestial festival, worlds collide.

He learned his fate, a destiny grand,

To find a patron in the godly band.

A hero's role in this divine affair,

A spirit rising in the ethereal air.

Through halls resplendent with golden hue,

A destiny awaited, vibrant and true.

A mingling of gods in festivity high,

He pondered his path, with an eager eye.

A choice to make in this divine court,

A patron to find, his life to support.

With tales of bravery, honor, and might,

He sought a guide in the heavenly light.

A chance to serve with faith unyielded,

In halls of gods where fate is shielded.

A vow to uphold with courage fine,

A champion's role in a realm divine.

Yet amidst the gods, a quiet call,

A tender whisper amidst the hall.

He recognized the gentle, loving face,

Of Persephone with her graceful embrace.

Beside her stood Hades, noble and grand,

A tender couple, hand in hand.

A familiarity, a comfort so fine,

A welcoming nod, a signal divine.

Drawn to them with a heartfelt pull,

Their presence comforting, beautiful.

He ventured forth with respect and grace,

A hopeful champion in this sacred place.

He chose them as his patrons dear,

With hearts connected, a path so clear.

In the land of gods, a duty divine,

A champion reborn under their sign.

An alliance forged with vows so true,

Under a canopy of celestial hue.

With Hades and Persephone, his guardians grand,

He stepped into his role, with steady hand.

No longer driven by hunger's cruel jest,

In the embrace of gods, he found his rest.

A warrior for love, for the tender and the kind,

A new path forged, a new design.

In the heavenly realms where blossoms sway,

He found his purpose, his rightful way.

Guided by love, by unity divine,

In Hades' embrace, forever to shine.

United with gods in a bond so fine,

He became a beacon of love's true line.

In halls of divine with the loved ones near,

He blossomed anew, devoid of fear.

A grumble silenced, a spirit reborn,

In the embrace of gods, no longer forlorn.

A tale of devotion, of love's true might,

In the heavenly halls, bathed in eternal light.