Happily may I walk.
May it be beautiful before me.
May it be beautiful behind me.
May it be beautiful below me.
May it be beautiful above me.
May it be beautiful all around me.
In beauty it is finished.
Night Chant (Navaho) Trans. by Washington Matthews
Writing Prompt: A lovely photo prompt to let your imagination travel where it will today. You could write a descriptive passage, a poem, your character’s reaction to this scene, or perhaps answer what is found on a walk beyond the mist.
Photo: Thomas B.
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The mist was cool upon my face as I stumbled through the meadow struggling to put some distance between me and the horror that slunk behind me. The knowledge that I would die if it caught me was all that kept me on my feet. The beauty of the early morning seemed like a cruel benediction. A stone caught at the heel of my shoe and I landed heavily on my knees, hands planted in the wet dew, lungs heaving. A low growl sounded behind me and I offered up a prayer for a quick death.
Now who else looks upon such an idyllic scene and sees that. Living next to a forest, I have seen such beauty and it is awesome. Then I think – but what if something horrible lurks there out of sight?
Hi Karen. Thank you for visiting and sharing your excerpt. It’s so very true that the beauty of nature can cloak fearsome dangers and exploiting those contrasts in our writing is a fun challenge and can add layers of meaning to our story.