indeed sunflowers are yellow
a reflection as bright as the morning sun
as lovely as an infant's first smile

i pick the sunflower
the glow vanishes
i think of the soil

it is darkbrown
how come it becomes gloomy
suddenly the world turns black

i had not a single knowledge
of losing the bright
of losing beauty

not until i search
for might
in the absence


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