What is the truth of medium

What is the truth of medium

Is it such a sleight

Do you bleed

Is it stigmata

To be so called

When every thought

From start to finish

Passes through a variety

Of stages and phases

An instrument of change

A digital compactor

A mode of expression

An artistic abstraction

The paint you daub on canvas

The ink with which you write

A composition

Play or melody

A channel to pass through

Between one world

And the next

Is it reasonable

To claim clairvoyance

Can a fortune be foretold

How extreme

Does this stance need to be

Is there pause

To reach a balance

A midway

Between modest and boastful

A golden mean

At the centre

Around which

Hierarchy is a collective

Moving one way

And another

Reconnecting modules

Finding a middle ground

Safe to stand upon

Before moving into

The bliss of happy medium

As raconteur

Communicator

As arbiter, adjudicator

Waving a standard

Borne of change

Whilst retaining

A happy average

With normal.