The Myth of Stillness

The Myth of Stillness

Somewhere, there is a stone
that has always been there,

before any other limb of the world.

The stone has never fallen,
never chipped, never rolled softly,
never scooted a millimeter,

All matter grew up
around it, wanting to be closer
to its stillness.

There is a secret inside of it

but it cannot speak

so
we keep guessing.