I am… I am but the star dust that tumbles I am but the twig that snaps beneath your umbels…

Tulip…

 A famous legend from Turkish lore tells of a handsome prince named Farhad who was stricken with love for the fair maid, Shirin. One day he heard that she had been killed, and in his grief, mounted his favorite horse and galloped over a cliff to his death. It is said that from each droplet of his blood, a scarlet tulip sprang up, making the flower an historic symbol of perfect love. Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 1015 ~

A famous legend from Turkish lore tells of a handsome prince named Farhad who was stricken with love for the fair maid, Shirin. One day he heard that she had been killed, and in his grief, mounted his favorite horse and galloped over a cliff to his death. It is said that from each droplet of his blood, a scarlet tulip sprang up, a symbol of perfect love.
Photography by Anastasia Traina ~ 1015 ~

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2 responses

  1. Sarah Cooke

    Heartbreakingly beautiful!

    July 9, 2015 at 6:47 pm

  2. Thanks, Sarah! I think so too!!

    July 9, 2015 at 7:14 pm

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