Gears Of My Heart
Everything is so still. Nothing can be heard. The silence is almost menacing, needing to hear a sound, a slight “ping” or even a “drip”, but nothing at all. Then the windows are slowly opened. A slight creek coming from the hinges as if they are screaming at this emptiness. Light starts to flow through the opening and everything gets warm. Then suddenly, all of the gears inside start to move. The feeling a clock gets when it is wound after an eternity of not ticking or tocking. The key turns ever so slowly to wind my springs. The gears inside my heart start to move and bring new life and meaning to all that I do. The rust begins to fade. The pendulum swings left to right and back again. The spider webs fall apart and the dust tries to escape the noise after sleeping so peacefully on all that it lay upon. It feels so warm in here, as if there is a small fire burning inside me.
Crysanto Eros Community Member 
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