Pensées sauvages: wild pansies, like violets, have the shape of thoughts, savage thoughts, colored thoughts, sprung from a stem.
Purple and yellow. Five petals. Once Cupid shot an arrow dipped in the ink of a pansy into the eyelid of a sleeping child.
From then on the child saw cirrus colors at dawn, dawnbeing where iridescence grows flowers. —Fanny Howe
