‘A representation of the rare and blessed occurrence of rain in the Middle East. In lands where rain whispers scarce and sweet, Geosmin—the earth’s perfume, our hearts salve, greet. From Greek, it weaves through scent of rain’s embrace, In Arab sands, a rare and sacred grace. When heavens open, prayers rise, spirits soar, A time when whispers to the skies implore. All ages pause, in this divine bliss, A unity under skies, where faith exists. ‘ – Tola Perfumery
