Snow glows against the backdrop of the dark sky,
a velvet curtain skimming along the white.
The moon rises, wispy clouds pass.
I watch my breath in and out
extending into the night.
Standing, thinking
in the cold.
My shadow stretches long into the distance
the moon my spotlight sets the stage.
Slow and deliberate I measure
my steps into my shadow
capturing a piece of it.
A snip of dark
into the light.
Steam rises from me as I make my
pattern in the snow, outlining
the shape I cast out
into the night
forever.