Things that seem to stand
Still really don’t.

That tree: it breathes
And stretches, and roots.

That stone: it flows
And moults, and crystals.

That star: it eats
And spins, and transmutes.

A river is not a thing:
It is the water that rivers.
And the water is not a thing:
It is the atoms that water.
And the atoms are not things:
It is space that atoms.

Where does it end?
All nouns are mirages:
Verbs slowed down
Slower than our eyes
The speed of light becomes
The seed of night.

Nothing is still.
Nothing is, still.

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