With the flower
I hide myself within my flower,
That wearing on your breast,
You, unsuspecting, wear me too -
And angels know the rest.
I hide myself within my flower,
That, fading from your vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me
Almost a loneliness.
I have always loved this poem from Emily Dickinson and everytime I take pictures of flowers I think of it :) To me flowers represent the soft (female) side of life. Sensual and mystical, with their incredible colours and velvet petals.
There is a fairy tale called Thumbelina by Hans Christian Andersen and it was my favourite story as a child. Every time when I was scared or insecure I just pretended to step inside a giant flower. The petals would gentle close around me and I would be safe :) Even now thirty years later it still works hihi.
Here a part of this wonderful fairy tale of Andersen; "It is a beautiful flower,” said the woman, and she kissed the red and golden-colored leaves, and while she did so the flower opened, and she could see that it was a real tulip. Within the flower, upon the green velvet stamens, sat a very delicate and graceful little maiden. She was scarcely half as long as a thumb, and they gave her the name of “Thumbelina,” or Tiny, because she was so small."
After all these years I still can look in the centre of a flower and see a tiny person sleep between the stames. Take care and I wish you a beautiful day with lots of flowers to step into :)))