Lone Wolf

 Lone Wolf 

In the quiet of the snowy night,

A lone wolf roams with strength and might.

A hunter, seeking midst the bitter cold,

Faltering steps, relentless, bold.

Through trials deep, when prey elopes,

Each setback faced with dawn's new hopes.

Spirit undaunted, despite the chill,

Pressing on, an unyielding will.

Fangs clenched tight, determined, true,

Failure not an end, but a chance to renew.

Tracks in snow, claws leave their trace,

Resilience, persistence, in a majestic grace.

With each stumble, strength does bloom,

Rising again, relentless in his room.

Triumphant howls in night's domain,

A testament to resilience, forever he reigns.

Maxwell O'Reilly