The flower is the ephemeral perfection — beauty at its peak, already passing. Each species speaks its own dialect: the rose of love and its thorns, the lotus rising unstained from mud, the lily of purity and death. To dream of flowering is to dream of culmination.
Positive Resonance
Blossoming, beauty, culmination, love expressed, the soul opening
Shadow Aspect
Ephemerality, beauty fading, the cut flower — beauty severed from its root