Bloom - Sculptured Flowers
A Garden of Fireborn Tenderness
They open not in soil,
but in flame.
Each petal formed by breath and fire,
each curve a trace of silence caught in glass.
Some of these flowers carry a heart of heritage gold —
a fragment of Venetian alchemy, sealed forever inside.
Others bloom without gold,
their centres glowing with different nuances of light.
Together they weave a garden of contrasts:
some radiant, some quiet,
all carrying the same invisible thread.
Bloom is not an accessory.
It is a flower that will never fade —
tenderness sculpted into permanence.
A symbol you do not wear to decorate, but to remember:
that what is fragile can also endure,
and what is fleeting can become eternal.