Winter

As I stand alone, all alone. The cold crisp air wraps itself around me.

My breath, like dragon smoke rolling out of my gapping mouth.

I stand alone, all alone, in a beautiful moment.

it is just me, the whistling wind, distant hums of snowmoblies, and the starry sky.

I stand alone, all alone. The darkness of the night consumes me, but it is perfect.

The trees hang over me, with their residence sound asleep, in the dead of night.

As I stand alone, all alone. In company.