TEMPLE of INFINITY
I have often experienced sublime visitations of ethereal perfumes that float around me for a brief time, and then gently drift away.
No matter how hard I try to hold onto them, to identify their ingredients, or recall their scent profiles, I am yet to recognise any of the unearthly ingredients within the spectrum of bliss that they impart.
They are hauntingly beautiful celestial scents; perfumes of the spheres. They light the way along my winding path of perfumery. They are the nectarsongs that I will always chase, and seek to (re)create.
Imagination is the Temple of Infinity, it is the meeting place between heaven and earth. ~TR ©2024