Seeing a beautiful and meaningful flower reminds me of a very famous poem in Korea.

Flower

By Kim Chun-su

Before I called his name,

He was merely

A gesture.

When I called his name,

He came to me

And became a flower.

Just as I called his name,

Someone, please call my name

In a color and scent that suits me.

I want to go to him

And become his flower.

We all

Want to be something.

You to me, and I to you,

I want to be an unforgettable gaze.