The skin avidly soaks up the humours, luxuriantly moistened by tiny streams following the winding trails of mango, pineapple, guava, apple blossoms. Among millions of creatures, the most radiant is the one whose appearance is uncontaminated like a Yanomami tribe, its heart a bouquet of exotic flowers, about to carry as a gift to the stone altar its scents of blackcurrant and green leaves, as far as they can go. The eager search of
mankind for every kind of gold, whether yellow, white or black, has not deprived this creature of its natural charm. The animal and vegetable worlds clash under the gracious auspices of the vetiver and the cedar, which responds to the milky notes like a distant drum. Screams bounce back from the tree trunks, accompanied by candied fruits and soft musk. The greatest green space on Earth deserves such an inspiration. It is time to take flight, like a butterfly of a species not yet classified.
