It was a dark and stormy night
Rain continued pounding hard
Thunder crashed and rumbled
Dark broken by strikes bright

Wind howling with ferocity
Branches bent and snapping
Tree trunks felled up rooted
Fear overtaken by curiosity

Face against window peering
Able to see with each flash
Destruction like a war zone
Luminosity again disappearing

Waking anxious from my dream
Realizing that the resonance
Was not that of devastation
But a babbling mountain stream

Outside the tent where I slept
Snapping of twigs continued
Noise that of three bear cubs
Climbing up a tree very adept

Sounds of tree trunks crashing
Mother bear ripping them apart
Finding grubs for them to eat
Big paws continually slashing

Morning air not dark or stormy
Freshness filling nostrils yum
Birds tweeting new greetings
Reddish sky suns rays balmy

Yet another day alive exciting
New opportunities to explore
Chock-a-block full of curiosity
Nature my passions reuniting