The fragrance that flowers give, when they are crushed.
(Sufi, C13th Persian mystic)
Filed under Flowers
Tagged as pure perfume
That’s the spirit, Neil.
Thought I would begin this gloriously sunny day on a more positive note!
Kind of beautiful and sad, no?
Ues and yes AND deep. It got me into a contemplative mood. It reminds me of a quote attributed to Hans Christian Anderson — Where words fail music speaks. I had this quote engraved on my iPod – remember those?
I was too old to have one. But I love that quote as well, and there is no doubt that music does have capacity, absolutely. Perfume too, in a different way.
Beautiful! Thank you for sharing that.
And I completely agree about music and perfume. Both lift my spirit in different ways, and both help me get through my lonely and alone days (which is mostly every day).
Beautiful and melancholic.
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