Being with the quiet in the storm

So there was a thunderstorm and all of the power in the house went out. There was nothing to listen to but my thoughts, the light rain, the wind, the leaves. I let it happen. The quiet. As if I had a choice. I was wrestless at first then I just gave in to it. I let it be. And life is like that sometimes. It just is and you have to let it be.

The power is back on of course, and now I am sitting under the fan. Letting the dark clouds blow away. Sometimes it's not quite so easy. But then sometimes, like right now, it is.