Sue Vincent is the host of Thursday Photo Prompt
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a pale sun piercing the mists above a green path through a golden field, leading into the centre of a circle of stones.
Our star hung colourless
Unable to pierce the grey mist.
As I walked, the green path
with golden fields flanking my sides
I could feel the loneliness
The empty forgotten dance.
For a moment, I wanted to stop
Walk back leave these grey stones
With their ancient memories.
That thought compelled me
To walk on into the circle of stones.
I could barely make out the bank of growth
along the skyline. The mist hung thick
as I entered the stones
I lost the feeling of loneliness.
Replaced by a knowing
I was waiting for something to happen
No, not something, someone
To come back through the mist.
She came towards me
A dark-haired beauty wearing
a white dress that reached the ground
Her arms held out towards me
Before I left the stone circle
I danced with an angel…