Snowy mountains make glamorous the background of the ending day. A small fire crackles outside the cabin. In the distance a coyote howls to assemble the pack. Old Rex raises an ear then settles, He'll not be roaming tonight. Fiddle in hand his master begins to play songs about the country and a wife now passed.
Nature settles to night blinking weary eyes to sleep as stars gaze downward in clusters of white.
The Artist signs another evening putting the paints to rest. Just one star, that's all it took. To lead men to the nativity. To save men for an eternity.