Turbulence

The voice called out with mild insistence,
Announcing the fact of turbulence,
A promised inconvenience
Of only slight duration.

And in the rattling of the world

That followed
My prayer to God was swallowed,
With all my guilt and sorrow,
Before it could be born.

Before the world was born,

When the sun shone upon endless sea
In a silent, starless sky,
Did God consider and decree
That Man was meant to fly?

If God-given mind is able

To bend steel to metal wings,
Then God perforce must favor
The inconvenience of things
Like turbulence -
Along with the malevolence
That from human mind does spring.