Half Way There

Five half-lives approach zero
Takes calculus to reach anew
Then the moment begins again
The exhausting cycle with one end

Only fools think we’re binary
Take a lifetime to get over zero
It takes love to let go of the one
We’re shades of gray in the middle

To all things turn and turn
The halfway point ever elusive
Something old burns away
Something is reborn again

Wednesday turns to Friday
Midway is always a Thursday
New days turn to yesterdays
The next week fresh with fear

Revolving in old ruts is easy
Old defeats keep wheels spinning
I wonder when I’ll break free
Half-way out I’ll be strife free

By observing I alter the past
Fear’s iterations grow old
With insight the future is fresh
And half-life finds its inflection