turbulence

Jolted in my seat
By an invisible force.
Shaky on my feet,
First step of a toddler.

But no one stretches out a hand,
No one else can see the wind.

The skies are clear
But shake me still.
I fear I've been lifted
Only to fall.

Falling,
How I've dreamed of the descent.
I'm found at the beginning
Once again.

Falling,
Is it suicide
To leave who I am behind?

No escape from the turbulence
But to throw myself into the sky.

I'll jump from the plane
Of these violent thoughts,
Fall into a place
Where these invisible things
Don't move me so much.

Here I am,
At the beginning again-
I'm still learning how to walk,
Still dreaming of the fall.

And I wonder,
Did you notice at all?