Listening this afternoon,

Familiar sounds in the distance, 

One region of the sky to another. 

There is a sudden pause,

My mind dives in

To a place I’d rather avoid,

The sound of a fury,

Metal upon metal,

A watery resting place,

The loss of life in a moment.

I’m listening to the world

For those many travelers

Whose time has arrived,

Without their knowing.

I’m listening to our lack of control,

Hearing the sound of death.