Rediscovering the Middle

When there is no more middle,

We begin to teeter

On the edge.

When there is no more middle

We shake and tremble as if

We’re on a ledge.

When there is no more middle,

And the panic settles,

Perhaps it’s time to pledge

Again our allegiance

To things we once knew well

But had spurned. To our peril.

And thus we begin

To close the chasm,

And once again we fill

The middle.