Sunflower's Story

Sunflower once thrived on summer rain,
She found nourishment on Indian soil,
And as she grew she obtained,
Lots of love from the sun, who sustained.

Sunflower followed sun everywhere,
His movements, observing, everyday,
Responsive was she, extremely dutiful,
Because, nourishment from the sun, she drew.

When sun would set, she would droop,
And when he awoke, she would too,
When he danced, she thrilled,
When he laughed, she giggled.

When he shone, she turned brilliant,
And under his reign, she was illuminated,
So devoted was the sunflower,
The fiery god, she revered.

When gusty the afternoons turned, and the sun disappeared,
Behind ghastly clouds, when it was all unclear,
Anxious would turn the sunflower,
And she’d never sleep until the storm was over.

She looked to the sun, every morn,
Admiring him from afar,
Even though he ruled the skies, and she was one of many,
She adored him, even if insignificant she seemed.

The sun had choices, there were many sunflowers,
In fields spread out, all across the world,
Sunflowers were many, but there was only one sun,
And special to her, the sun had become.

The sunflower actually never believed,
That the sun would choose her, over so many,
But the sun moved away, before she could find out,
He had befriended the murky clouds.

It was easy for the sun, to go away,
But without him life wasn’t the same,
The sunflower knew only dismay,
Without the warmth of the sun, she withered away.

10:10 pm, 31st January, 2010.