what is this beauty that if stretched

what is this beauty that if stretched

taught and tighter down the years

across the years to snapping point

in recoiling part without tears 

although soaked in tears as such memories were

and yet are we glad or are we not that

the snap is now at last is done

or do we long for the whole continuity thingy

that held the past together upon which we stand

where the death of death dare behold not what is done

that now if snapped can never be undone 

for a change has come and the recoil sits 

still at last and done we are moved and move

once more into our sun