the trees are cackling standing
over me, tossing molecules nilly-willy

Why do you bother to move around? they ask me
just stand still, 
feel the air the water
feel the lovingsun

I answer them with rhythms
tap-tapped out
on their trunks with picked-up
sticks

I answer them with whistling

I answer them with nothing

Finally I say You move too, internally,
you metabolize,
your cells orchestrate countless subatomic
motions

they laugh, acknowledging
i've won the argument

i stand still
feel the air the water,
feel the loving 
sun