Strings get broken.
And yet, sometimes they can be mended - for "where there's a will there's a way"...
( here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of a sky of a tree called life;
which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
[from e.e.cummings' "i carry your heart with me"]