She stands within her emotions of the moment: Apprehensive.
The environment captures what she feels. The blueness,
the calm, cold, lonely feel we all get when we know what are
heart wants us to do but our mind constantly jabbering about
everything that can go wrong. If only it would shutup.
The green stream beats and splashes against the
stone she stands on. Paralyzed in all directions until she
finally faces the fact that she will have to get her feet wet.
She holds a rose that symbolizes what she is
after and she holds it with both hands to show how much
she covets it. The longer she stands wilts the 
flower. If only the butterflies would go away.