Amidst the endless stretches of scorched red earth, you find respite from the heat under the shade of a tall eucalyptus tree.

Dwelling in a summer that knows no winter, in a valley surrounded by the lush gardens blooming with brilliance and innocence.

Absorbed by the dancers with their bittersweet song, the streets perfumed with fragrant orange trees, a passion suddenly takes hold of you never.

Taking in the fresh air scented with citrus and floral notes, you sit down on the piazza and indulge

It only happens once a year, and when it does, the moment seems to slip through your fingers at once

The world has never seemed more far away as you find yourself closer to where you want to be.

The unshaped islands, deep green canyons and rolling hills heavy with the air of wood, moss and wild

The unshaped islands, deep green canyons and rolling hills heavy with the air of wood, moss and wild

In the hills of the provincial countryside, a fresh breeze of lavender washes over as you take in the lush landscape gently undulating.

Drifting aimlessly along the banks of the Ganges river, you are drawn by the chants of the pilgrims escaping the natural cycle of creation, death.

Guided by the soft hum of meandering crowds and mumbled conversations, you wander the streets lined with the earthy smells of dry powdered spices.

High above the mist, you stand upon a cliff gazing out on a landscape covered in a thick sea of fog disturbed only by tallest trees in the forest.

Guided by the soft hum of meandering crowds and mumbled conversations, you wander the streets lined with the earthy smells of dry powdered spices.

The unshaped islands, deep green canyons and rolling hills heavy with the air of wood, moss and wild