“The days shorten, the hours’ quicken fates are spun in the southbound flight of birds and the colors of earth and sky adjust on their palette – aged green to warm amber, flickering flame and cooling embers reflections flashing in her eyes. ​ She cranes towards the dimming sun’s sweet lingering gold, swallowing last rays of light before clouds gather like seething giants churning the skies into a leaden grey. ​ Autumn bears the winds and the wisdoms, there in the flesh of cashmere wood and deciduous trees, between rock and ancient rock, and layers of fallen leaves – there she lies, with the secrets of the centuries.” - A beautiful poem by Sarah Huneidi @xxsarxahxx for my “Forêt d’Ambre”, Eau d’Automne perfume ! www.tessasakhi.com #autumn #forest #perfume