In golden fields, where whispers kiss the breeze,
A marvel blooms, bathed in celestial light.
A sunflower, regal and proud, takes its ease,
A portrait of nature's resplendent might.

Its countenance turns toward the radiant sun,
Aloft, it stands, a beacon in the day.
With face upturned, its journey's just begun,
A seeker of warmth, a seeker of a way.

Oh, handsome sunflower, with petals ablaze,
You wear the sun's hues upon your fragile frame.
Yet, in your gaze, a secret truth displays,
A mirror of a soul, unburdened by shame.

For you, dear flower, speak of courage and might,
Of strength that blossoms from within the...