Sandalo

The heady fragrance of spices such as saffron and cumin seeds wafts from sacks piled in the storehouse, ready to fill wagons bound for the market, and hangs in the room barely lit by the faint light of dawn.

Immersed in the heat of the water, steam infused with essence of sandalwood forms clouds, softened by siamese benjoin.

Feeling our muscles relax and tensions disappear, our mind yields itself to the beauty of our experiences, affections and emotions, linked as gurgjum links the flowery iris to the precious figue tree, like a fog that envelops us in a gentle embrace, filling our nostrils with pleasure. A brief moment that makes us one with Mother Nature and helps us face a new day with serenity.