A picture prompt by TKsBloodStainedLips

Goddess Shrine

What is it when you know a realm reverberates?

Whirlwinds moving neither leaf nor branch.

What is it when you find a goddess abounds in the air? In the surrounding place?

What is it that attracted her so?

Was there some sin that found her ire?

Was there an epiphany that roused her delight?

Angel, yet more.

My sacrifice is assured. Oracle servant or shrine claimed acolyte.

Restless here. A meeting fated. Trepidatiously, my breath bated.

Goddess.. hold.. back time.

Do not let this moment slip or wane. I am yours to claim.