The Flame of Transformation Turns to Light

The strange, golden machine in the upper right was said, in the National Geographic article from which I snipped this pic, to be a modern alchemical device. Perhaps it had once been made of lead? The rest just happened in a whirlwind swirling against a bright blue sky, the red rose of Hafez, sniffed by so many, lifted by us all, transported into red-rosedom, the heart of the heart of the heart… these things maybe speak for themselves.

This art is also found here