step to the rim
even the silence
here
at the edge
is quiet
pregnant enough to make
your ears hurt
until a bee buzzes past
the magic spell of
all the clocks being ground
into rust-colored dust
breaks
a bubble sucking in on itself
and suddenly you hear the wind
Words and Feathers 
Oh, that silence that makes your ears hurt, then the buzzing bee and the clocks being ground into rust colored dust… And the wind. I’m there! Love this one…
Thank you!
Amazing imagery
It was a pretty amazing place.
“all the clocks being ground
into rust-colored dust” – brilliant
Thank you 😊