On Making Plans

There's a joy that flows,
From the head to the toes,
When a plan appears out of nowhere.

Imagination unbound,
Like a pack of great hounds,
In search of details and routes.

They fill your mind,
With hope of a kind,
Of journeys through lands only dreamed of.

For it to come to fruition,
And to achieve one's ambition,
Is the ultimate end of a plan.