Poem: “Permission”
Permission
The paper which I carried said that I
Was qualified to board the plane and fly,
But at the boarding station what I heard,
Was: Monsieur would request of you a word:
I tell you frankly, said and laughed Monsieur,
I really don’t know what you’re doing here,
You have not been so authorized to go
Aboard, you must for now remain below
Though before I thought I had prepared
Permission through a sorrow seldom shared,
It seems that I must wait for now until
I have been called, departure at His will
O Lord my God, my Savior sweet and kind,
You know each sway and movement of the mind,
But I not knowing yours must patient stay,
You will not let me early go my way
Pavel
October 24, 2011