Flowers are a funny thing. We give them to each other to express what words cannot - to demonstrate passionate love and joyful celebration, to offering apology, appreciation, and to mark somber occasions such as illness and profound grief. It is no mistake that the rituals of birth and death share only one commonality: flowers. Why is that?
Flowers are living symbols of our most important moments. Their biological purpose is exclusively function – reproductive to be specific – but we humans have adapted them into something decorative. Something beautiful. The semiotics of flowers can be found woven throughout ancient cultures and the canon of Western literature - every author from Shakespeare to Dr. Seuss has used flowers as metaphors for the abstract. Even the Hebrew Bible used flower as an emblem for the Israelite people and for the coming Messiah. Floriography, sometimes called The Language of Flowers, is the Victorian tradition of attributing meaning to specific blooms or specific flower combinations. Flowers were used to send a coded message to the recipient thus allowing the sender to express feelings which could not be spoken aloud.
The repeating theme is clear: If you want to say something complicated, say it with flowers.