They entwined to make up a single string,
stronger together to find the sweet tones.

Vibrating lightly in the soft movements,
the string found it easy to hold as one.

The quick hard stress of a stormy passage
then put sharp pressure upon the twining.

The string thinned and bounced and fought the pressure;
the tension threatening the whole bit by bit.

It might hold tight to its interweaving,
lasting through the rough stretches in one piece.

Or the song might come to a snapping stop
with flying halves curling away goodbye.

Strength is tested true only through the strain.


Harry W. Yeatts Jr.