Thin winter peeks into the cave
A shivering line develops in the spine
Its dark by side of the pave
but the chillness never get blind.
Den it was, when I dine gazelle,
and so proud being the lion
being warmed up in the sun
and bullet was in the gun!
Precise were clinical views
and absolute was the strategic hunt
but never gave any clues
neither of winter nor of the starving cub.
- My Nous
