The Fragrance Kitchen Arab Spring Everyday

The Fragrance Kitchen Arab Spring Everyday by TFK

Every day the mountains are fragrant with the blooms of spring. They wash through the winds and are picked up by the traveling nomads. Everyday there are beautiful regions of gold and my soul wanders in bliss though the landscapes painted by history.

Every day I hear her songs floating up and dancing on the rooftops of the clay house, twisting and swirling high into the piercing sky. Every day I am reminded of the passing of time as the horse walk slowly by following the new growth of the earth. Every day the hills and the views strike me deep in my heart, and my eyes see such beauty, lying still and undisturbed.

Every day I find myself lost in the depth of her flowers and the windswept leaves of her trees. Every day of spring builds up in your core and replenishes your soul.