Dearest little wallflower, I wish you would know how bright your colours shine. How lovely you bloom in the morning and in the spring time. Out of the blue, out of the cold. The wise friend of a tree and the sole retreat of the bees, out, out you go off of your hiding place. But dare not wither for you are loved more than ever. Yes, you are loved more than ever.
Oh dearest little wallflower, filled with iridescence, how can you not see of such beauty? Come out, come to play. Enough hiding, enough weeping. Destroy the robust fence that keeps you locked in, in whom you, yourself have built. Destroy the fear, destroy the concern. Come little wallflower, come out, come to play.