Wild flower

For CC.

This flower-like shape seems to belong to one sort of a wild environment (like the thousand surronding voices of Nature, in the poem), that turns it into a wild flower, I guess.

[...]
O bloom! all joy is thine,
All loves around thee shine;
The thousand hearts of Nature throb for thee,
Her thousand voices praise thee tenderly.

O bloom of purest glory,
Flower of love's gentlest story,
Forever keep thy petals fresh and fair,
Forever send thy sweetness down the air!
[...]

Maurice Thompson, "To a wild flower".