Be Still and Know

Massive storm, the street a river,
rain abated but lightning, thunder linger.
Power out, candles, batteries, darkness.
God. Time, excuses gone, just us.
Why does it have to come to this
to pull me to contemplate, to visit,
to sit and await guidance?
Gratitude for rain, for safety,
for often ignored devices...
willing to be willing, to remember
without the necessity of resetting
all the clocks.