Shokoufeh is a soul swept up by a breeze through the Persian gardens, unfurling like the petals of a clandestine blossom. A floral, inked quill, it daintily etches stanzas and stanzas on nature's parchment. It blooms as nothing more or less than a rhapsody in Persian nomenclature. The spicy aroma of jasmine floats on the wind, which causes the petals to quiver and surrender to the zephyr's sweet hug. A transient bud, it will soon mature into a simple, beautiful dream which will inspire countless confused souls.