Helianthus

Roaring thunder, hastening scratches of lightning drawn in the sky.

Snowflakes coming from humid skin of the darkest cloud slowly gyrating into cold and heavy drops of rain, of cry.

Not a disaster nor an accident but a caper!

Crystalloid drops of rain dampen the wildest grass creeping into the stalks of dandelion and yellow tulips, most of the entire incandescent sunflower.

Lifting someone’s spirit, cheery and saccharine, inviting as the sweet summer sun.

Brilliance of their petal having an evident sun-like appearance, mirroring longevity.

Basking unique splendor that brings joy to someone’s day.

Known for being the happiest flower mesmerizing one’s blind eyes

Bringing back the glow smeared by the tormenter of life.

Sweet scent killing all the pain that tortures the warriors of love, feels like a poisonous knife.

Energy provider in the form of nourishment and vibrancy surmounts the hunger of valor.

There’s more to sunflowers than meets the eye.

Stunningly beautiful, also rich in history, of hardship, of perseverance of hope and of success.

From the radiance of yellow rays turning into red, lingered on, ‘til wilted, and vanished.

 The only petal remained was blown by the impish wind and destined into a fertile land.

Has full-fledged by the power of Helianthus’ love, and optimism.

With its strongest stalk can stand alone in a land of dangerous “buts” and “what ifs”

Alone but never felt loneliness, because it’ll remain a highly recognized flower;

Forever admired for its sunny charm and delightful disposition.