Water vapor and regrets take the form of ribbons, mountains, or cotton.
The shapes they form are forever changing, as minds so often are.
As the sun goes down on another day, glory and beauty are reflected in shades of tangerine and pink.
The swirling winds transform those clouds from their mournful state, into a montage of human emotion.
The pearlescent collections of nature's requests and human wishes, are reflected in the rivers that ferry the secrets of the hopeless wanderer.
