No, there is no tense for this.
You can lie and hold your peace.
Just to be and to know it
And not to try to fix it
Is to lie and hold your peace.
Just to be still is to lie,
But you can hold your peace, still,
Can cup what's sweet. Take small sips
From your palm. It won’t be still,
But it’s not gone. There’s no tense
For such a small draft of this.
Still, it’s sweet, no? Shut the doors.