The first breath is clear, light, vital: like spring air beneath a blooming linden tree. It is inhalation, openness, light.
The second breath is deep, warm, enveloping: almond and tobacco that slowly settle, like an exhalation lingering on the skin. It is memory, substance, intimacy.
Together they tell the natural rhythm of life:
inhaling and exhaling, day and evening, innocence and depth, delicacy and character