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.
All is quiet, nothing stirred,
The sun above, blanketed and blurred.
Sleepy dreamers, lift their heads
Rising up in their grassy beds.
Whispers echo through the mist
Each stone waiting to be kissed
By the sun’s rays as morning dawns
Banishing the dark, embracing yawns:
Granite rocks, the Sacred Stones dance
Welcoming the day in a delicate trance.
Written for Sue Vincent’s Write Photo Challenge