waiting for lulls

Storms have consumed the last 48 hours and another one is getting ready to burst. We have had record breaking winds and the television News keeps sending out severe weather warnings, reports telling everyone to stay inside and keep off the roads. I have 4 extremely large trees in our backyard that is home to many birdy friends and I have never seen these trees whip and bend like this before. I find myself concerned, wondering where the birds find shelter.

All was silent until late this morning during the lull between bursts. Safe and unharmed, a countless number of birds returned, happy to be bathing, eating and singing. In just one moment the sky darkened and the rain began pelting down again. All the birds have gone back into hiding, their songs are silenced for the moment.

And these storms, like trials and bad lupus days, come and go. We bend, but do not break, we sway, leaning into the wind and wait for the lull in between...

and wait for the lull in between.