All True Quests End In This Garden

Farāmarz Pāyvar: Classical Persian Music

On the banks of the Euphrates find a secret garden cunningly walled. There is an entrance, but the entrance is guarded. There is no way in for you. Inside you will find every plant that grows growing circularwise like a target. Close to the heart is a sundial and at the heart an orange tree. This fruit has tripped up athletes while others have healed their wounds.
All true quests end in this garden, where the split fruit pours forth blood and the halved fruit is a full bowl for travelers and pilgrims. To eat of the fruits means to leave the garden because the fruit speaks of other things, other longings. So at dusk you leave the place you love, not knowing if you can ever return, knowing you can never return by the same way as this. It may be, some other day, that you will open the gate by chance, and find yourself again on the other side of the wall.
--Jeanette Winterson

Ali Akbar Moradi / Kayhan Kalhor: Classical Kurdish Music


THAT VERY END OF THE WORLD WE WERE SEEKING
ITS OWN INEXHAUSTIBLE TALE