Driving through the fog
I try to capture it
But the beauty always escapes
The camera lens
And reaches my eyes.
The camera only sees trees
And mountains
My eyes:
they see everything.

Mountains resting under a green carpet
Yellow patches here and there
Like the sun is gently prodding the mountains awake
The fog playing hide and seek
Trees in their winter attire
Bare and leafless
Revealing scrawny twigs
Standing still amidst the stealthy fog.

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