Kyoto, Japan. In this alley lined with rosebushes, the air is saturated with the sparkling fragrances of the flowers that are widely open. Hidden at the end, the entrance to a Japanese garden, surprising in minerality, and where stones, gravel and wood draw the path of life. A pretense of destitution which opens the way to an inner journey. As if suspended between two worlds, the spirit is elsewhere. In search of enlightenment.