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The Pearl Diver-The Tragedy of Hasu-no-Hana
Hear the story of the Hasu-no-Hana. The story of infinite love, longing and pain!
She was born on the shore of Lake Biwa, the largest lake in Japan. Wrapped in a lotus leaf, she was handed to her mother in her arms. Quick and sudden was her birth. Her mother, too far away from the protective home, gave birth in the water of the lake. Hence her name, Lotus Blossom. She was beautiful, very beautiful even! She was engaged to Toshyo. He too was a pearl diver like herself. Deepest intimate love connected them to each other until the day he never came back with his boat. All she had left was the largest and most valuable freshwater pearl Toshyo ever found at the bottom of the lake. Your engagement present!
Exactly to the day one year had passed...............................................................................................................
Haus-no-Hana pushed the door open and stepped outside. She looked down the path that led to the lake. Bitter and stabbing was the pain in her heart like the peel of orange in her mouth and on her tongue. Bitter and bitter as her soul now. The damp morning mist lay low on the garden in front of her house and the surroundings. On the noble roses in front of their house lay the dew and it seemed as if they were weeping. The white jasmine and the ylang-ylang were barely visible under the dense fog. But you could smell them, every single nuance. She took in the wonderful scent with a deep breath. A moment of endlessness...then she walked down the path to the lake.
She walked through the delicate mist that was as white as the iris powder on her blossom-white skin. The air in the forest was humid and earthy. With bare feet she walked over the cedar needle which lined the way like carpets, but she felt no pain. She hasn't felt a thing for a long time! The oak moss on the trees impregnated the air. The scent intensified the closer she came to the lake. Not long, then she was there!
She stood on the shore where she was once born. There she was loved and kissed. It was beautiful where it all began. There they promised each other eternal love. The wind carried the gently spicy warmth of the patchouli and vetiver grasses across the lake to her. So indescribably soft and spicy,...beautiful! Slowly she opened her fist in which the pearl lay. Like a tonka bean she lay on the palm of her hand and shimmered in the softest and most pastel colours of the sky. Then she opened her mouth and swallowed the pearl courageously. Now he was back with her and close to her heart, but still not close enough! She slowly opened her artfully tucked hair and slid step by step into the water.
The deeper she went into the water, the more the white silk kimono faned out around her. The delicate, mother-of-pearl-coloured fabric swam around them like the petals of a lotus flower in full splendour. For minutes she stood there still in the water at the edge of Lake Biwa. She waited until the sun rose and the first orange-golden rays kissed the surface of the water. One last time she whispered his name quietly... Toshyo! Then she dived softly-gliding into the darkness of the lake....
Hasu-no-Hana was never found,but it remained the memory of her.
The memory of the most beautiful pearl diver in Japan.
We always carry love close to our hearts!
Today I only recommend a song to accompany the story and the perfume with music: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=uBzUfjkdPq4
Hasu-no-Hana is truly beautiful, to die for!
Can
She was born on the shore of Lake Biwa, the largest lake in Japan. Wrapped in a lotus leaf, she was handed to her mother in her arms. Quick and sudden was her birth. Her mother, too far away from the protective home, gave birth in the water of the lake. Hence her name, Lotus Blossom. She was beautiful, very beautiful even! She was engaged to Toshyo. He too was a pearl diver like herself. Deepest intimate love connected them to each other until the day he never came back with his boat. All she had left was the largest and most valuable freshwater pearl Toshyo ever found at the bottom of the lake. Your engagement present!
Exactly to the day one year had passed...............................................................................................................
Haus-no-Hana pushed the door open and stepped outside. She looked down the path that led to the lake. Bitter and stabbing was the pain in her heart like the peel of orange in her mouth and on her tongue. Bitter and bitter as her soul now. The damp morning mist lay low on the garden in front of her house and the surroundings. On the noble roses in front of their house lay the dew and it seemed as if they were weeping. The white jasmine and the ylang-ylang were barely visible under the dense fog. But you could smell them, every single nuance. She took in the wonderful scent with a deep breath. A moment of endlessness...then she walked down the path to the lake.
She walked through the delicate mist that was as white as the iris powder on her blossom-white skin. The air in the forest was humid and earthy. With bare feet she walked over the cedar needle which lined the way like carpets, but she felt no pain. She hasn't felt a thing for a long time! The oak moss on the trees impregnated the air. The scent intensified the closer she came to the lake. Not long, then she was there!
She stood on the shore where she was once born. There she was loved and kissed. It was beautiful where it all began. There they promised each other eternal love. The wind carried the gently spicy warmth of the patchouli and vetiver grasses across the lake to her. So indescribably soft and spicy,...beautiful! Slowly she opened her fist in which the pearl lay. Like a tonka bean she lay on the palm of her hand and shimmered in the softest and most pastel colours of the sky. Then she opened her mouth and swallowed the pearl courageously. Now he was back with her and close to her heart, but still not close enough! She slowly opened her artfully tucked hair and slid step by step into the water.
The deeper she went into the water, the more the white silk kimono faned out around her. The delicate, mother-of-pearl-coloured fabric swam around them like the petals of a lotus flower in full splendour. For minutes she stood there still in the water at the edge of Lake Biwa. She waited until the sun rose and the first orange-golden rays kissed the surface of the water. One last time she whispered his name quietly... Toshyo! Then she dived softly-gliding into the darkness of the lake....
Hasu-no-Hana was never found,but it remained the memory of her.
The memory of the most beautiful pearl diver in Japan.
We always carry love close to our hearts!
Today I only recommend a song to accompany the story and the perfume with music: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=uBzUfjkdPq4
Hasu-no-Hana is truly beautiful, to die for!
Can
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