— Valéria Teixeira dos Santos

I wish I had the lightness of flowers, bending to the wind and allowing themselves to come and go, without the need for assertive direction; to open up in vast fields and offer everyone their best perfume; to display their beauty without the "makeup" that camouflages it; instead, at times, I close myself off without allowing myself any hint of light. I know it's there. It's just that, to my so limited vision, it would blind me. It's when my inner self vociferates, bringing forth pent-up truths. I am not and never will be the prisoner in my own cell, the one who does not possess the essence of intoxicating aromas, the one whom the light is intimidated by the rays it itself reflects. I will be part of the flowers that let themselves exhale, that offer their beauty and bend to the winds, without fear of storms, with the intention of being and living exactly as they are: beautiful, fragrant, and free.