Use your imagination. Think of it as a metaphor for your life. Or maybe create a character walking a fictional labyrinth. Just look at the image, close your eyes, and take your pen on a journey somewhere unexpected. Write a sentence or a page. There are no rules here!
The Jewel was "awaiting me" . As I chucked over the top of the mantle, I gained momentum as gravity loosened somewhat from the tighter grip I had below. Noting as well, the effect of oxygen-conversion to facilitate support from being above, my focus is now drawn to a circular , snapped-into-place rock alignment at water's edge. Hewn from dregs of magma from below, it was powerful...its motion kept changing, although looking again, it seemed perfectly in place. Begone were my emotions as they were below, all sacred service rhythm had followed from within. Noting too, the line dividing water and horizon was indeterminable. Feeling the time of student learning had passed, that this present felt as if it wouldn't last . My thoughts shifted to the moving waters, watching a tilting wall, lessening its density and gently lapping . It was a cold damp humidity interrupting to bring my attention to an invisible Large Green Door at the entrance of this labrynth. I put my mind's dial to a rest-ful -state, and moved forward into this , passing into the First Century ;- The Kings and the Emperors of the Time lining the sides with control & warfare. A phone call changed the ORDER, sliding through a worm hole....somehow I'm back here..
What a great imagination! We never know where the labyrinth will lead. And you're leaving us with a cliffhanger: Who made the call!?