Sunday, January 31, 2016

Tension and relaxation

The music rendered is beautiful, provided the strings are taut

And the violin finely tuned, fingers eagerly dance up and down

As the bow floats back and forth, those tunes, a product

Of perfect tension, set by the master tuner

Provide great relaxation to the mind, forgetting its chains

It is temporarily set free, soaring to surprising heights

The music cannot play indefinitely, the musician will tire and stop

Not before offering many chances, to taste a life

That lasts forever, the springboard is perfect relaxation

Into the moment, where the music is beautiful, but the tune sours

And tension kicks in, when the strings of the past pull at one’s heart

Life gives when there’s relaxation, and takes when there’s tension