A cultural fusion of lemonwood, amber aldehydes, santal, agarwood, Cocobolo wood, Caribbean nutmeg, fevergrass, Spanish moss, dark oakmoss, and Haitian vetiver.
Give me truths;
For I am weary of the surfaces,
And die of inanition.
If I knew
Only the herbs and simples of the wood,
Rue, cinquefoil, gill, vervain and agrimony,
Blue-vetch and trillium, hawkweed, sassafras,
Milkweeds and murky brakes, quaint pipes and sun-dew,
And rare and virtuous roots, which in these woods
Draw untold juices from the common earth,
Untold, unknown, and I could surely spell
Their fragrance, and their chemistry apply
By sweet affinities to human flesh,
Driving the foe and stablishing the friend,--
O, that were much, and I could be a part
Of the round day, related to the sun
And planted world, and full executor
Of their imperfect functions.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
Art: Worldroot by Martin Bridge, 2020