Taproots

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