How do you plan your goals?
By the seat of my pants.
How do you plan your goals?
By the seat of my pants.

clouds cross the mountain
only to dissipate:
drifting to nothing.



foggy mountain:
pine rows become more ghostly,
then vanish entirely.


cattle graze,
in an alpine meadow,
under giant pines.





clouds retreat,
revealing a new mountain, then...
vanish it again.


