HIMALAYAN OUD

Driven by the wind, capricious clouds blur as I am going forward a humid and misty forest. A delicate moss ground slows down my rhythm. Around me ferns spread out in fan, tropical pines and wild rhododendrons invite me to follow hem. Disconcerted by a divine woody trail, I venture to a green maze, in pursuit of this sacred tree. Its perfumed, wild and captivating resin transports me out of time. Oud from Himalaya.