Heart Hums Shy by Lori Yamamoto

sunlight tumbles tiny puddles on the rug coffee sighs cool i trace the quiet lines again my heart hums shy a note that won’t quite land hello morning whispered just for me to hold not in a shrine but here beneath the window cars rush past dreams all my lost things float away yet a small seed of calm keeps breathing gentle hello moment i smile it soft like petals and watch it glow wren on the sill puffed like a pocket lantern hush, she sings too three notes, then off to the sky steam writes faint clouds vanishing before i read them my cup is round it holds the whole quiet world breath in, breath out each one a tiny bell ring dust mote drifts slow a slow-motion shooting star inside my chest something settles like fresh snow hello stillness i fold the hush into now