Once upon a 1am dream, a plot of grass and dirt I was looking at became a conscious being.  The grass and dirt swelled as it began to breathe air for the first time.  And as I watched it come alive, I looked down at a patch of violets where its hand should be if it were a large human lying there, and I thought Hm, how clever that the flowers would bloom there.  It looks as if he's holding a bouquet in his hand.