Shadow of Winter

Standing steadfast in this Shadow of Winter, staring up at a pitch Black yet star-filled Sky, contemplating the vastness of The Universe and my puny place in it
Chill seeps into my bones, I practice feeling neither hot nor cold
Coyote howls - a midnight snack for the pack

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Nice Setting

Enjoyed the poet's "puny" designations. Felt it.