Fleeting Tension

A snap in the silence, it fractures the air,

a rubber band taut, fraying, laid bare.

Papers scatter, like thoughts on the run,

chaos unleashed, where order was spun.

This small little thing, holds moments so tight,

in a world of distractions, it slips from my sight.

Yet in that small tension, a lesson unfolds,

about grip and release, and the stories it holds.

What bounces back true, can snap with a force,

but in the small break, I find my own course.

Life’s rubbery stretches remind me I bend,

in fleeting tensions, I find strength to mend.