The Hum

I wake in the hush before the light

The world's still dressed in shadow white

My breath is calm my hands are still

But something tugs beneath the will

He walks like peace like morning air

But there's a flicker he doesn't wear

A blink too slow a laugh not quite

Like something's drifting just out of sight

Each road I drive each turn I take

I count the hours I didn't make

What debt remains to whom for what

And why does stillness weigh this much

He speaks of nothing but I hear tone

The kind you find when you're left alone

The roads he takes I've seen before

Where silence lingers behind each door

Is this the peak the view the prize

The polished calm behind the eyes

I crafted life from grit and thread

But lost some sparks I never said

He shines so well so hard so clean

But I've seen gold where rust has been

Not decay not shame not fall

Just quiet questions standing tall

It's not regret it's not despair

It's something breathing deeper there

A hum I carry soft and low

That doesn't ask just wants to know

He doesn't flinch he doesn't fold

But in his silence stories hold

And I don't pry but still I see

A weight that doesn't need to be

There's a hum in my chest I can't explain

There's a gaze I hold unsure to name

Not joy not pain just something there

A truth he guards with practiced care

Not loud enough to break the day

But deep enough to never stray

And now I feel it clear and new

A friend who maybe sees me through

Do I welcome that or pull away

Is being seen the price I pay

He knows I know I saw the thread

That quiet hum he's never said

Now do I speak or let it lie

Respect the hush or ask him why

There's a hum I've kept like guarded flame

And I've traced its path without a name

Maybe it's good maybe it's not

But it's the truest thing he's got

Some songs are meant for one to hear

And one to hold by standing near