My inner flower is a special one:
It is multicoloured and smells like heaven,
It is soft and gentle to the touch,
It lights me up from the inside.
When my flower blooms
No one can ignore it
As it sprouts and buds through the air.
Each of us has a flower of their own;
Take good care of your flower.
Valery is submerging her inner flower into real tangible flowers.
She is trying to pollinate inner light.