A Riddle

A riddle-song about the kind of love that catches, lifts, and never asks to be seen. "What Am I?" is the companion piece to "Be the Mattress." It gives voice to quiet support: the floor beneath courage, the spring beneath flight, the hidden place where children fall, rest, and rise. Part of the My World My Say / CQ Gym communication project. Created with Suno. Verse 1 I have no voice, yet I sing at night, A whispered tune in the pale moonlight. I do not move, yet I bend with grace, Holding tight in a warm embrace. Pre-Chorus I soften falls, but let them stand, Never grasp with a heavy hand. They come to me when day is through, Yet never see the work I do. Chorus What am I? A cloud below, Catching those who sink too low. Silent guardian, strong but free, Shaping dreams invisibly. But when they fall, I lift them high, Like springs that push toward the sky. Bounce them forward, let them soar, Their strength is theirs—I’m just the floor. Verse 2 I cradle all, but ask for none, My purpose fades with morning sun. Their laughter dances on my skin, Yet I am quiet deep within. Pre-Chorus Not too much, not too near, I hold with love, but disappear. The sky is theirs, the path unknown, Yet I remain—a bed with springs. Chorus What am I? A cloud below, Catching those who sink too low. Silent guardian, strong but free, Shaping dreams invisibly. But when they fall, I lift them high, Like springs that push toward the sky. Bounce them forward, let them soar, Their strength is theirs—I’m just the floor. Bridge No chains, no walls, no locks, no doors, Yet I am theirs, forevermore. A place to land, a space to rise, Their launching pad to touch the skies. Final Chorus What am I? A cloud below, Catching those who sink too low. Silent guardian, strong but free, Shaping dreams invisibly. But when they fall, I lift them high, Like springs that push toward the sky. Bounce them forward, let them soar, Their strength is theirs—I’m just the floor. Outro They leave at dawn, they rise so high, But I will wait, I won’t ask why. For love is light, a gentle seam, And I am here—the keeper of dreams.