I think flowers are like humans in the sense that when the plant grows and blooms, it experiences the harsher elements of the world. As a flower grows and blooms, that is when it is at its most innocent and pure, opening its vulnerable petals and figurative eyes to what the world has to offer. There can be beautiful sunny days with rays of sunshine and optimal rainfall or dark looming nights with thunder and lightning. With the petals themselves, when they finally opens, it is at the peak of its beauty and purest innocence. No petals are touched (unless it was damaged during the growth process) and remains perfect and pure. Once it begins to open up and bloom, the harsh elements like animals, weather conditions, and especially humans can reduce it to less than what it was supposed to be — ripped petals, crushed bulbs, and so on.
However, unless you were to place a flower underneath a glass cover like that in Beauty and the Beast, it is a natural process for something so pure to become experienced and impure. That is just like human life. We need to experience to grow, live, move on, and eventually die.
This is a metaphor for a lesson I am currently learning the lesson of. No one is perfect and we will all be susceptible to the harsh realities of life no matter how much you shield yourself. If you shield yourself too much for the sake of perfection, then there is a lack of experience, and thus, a lack of purpose to be in this life. To grow is to become ‘impure’ and wiser and better. There is beauty in the process and that is something I am learning all the time no matter rain or shine.
(This photo was taken at the Keukenhof Gardens in the Netherlands.)