Sunflowers

In a farm full of sunflowers,
There was a breeze of warmth
With no fix direction.
Sunflowers were standing strong;
in rows and coloums,
Just like yellow horizon.
They always, somehow surprise me.

With their yellowish part,
they inspire me to shine,
no matter how dark matter I surround.

Their "not so bright" middle portion tells
Even if  you belong to the brightest side,
someday, your that side will be accompanied by the darker one.

Sunflowers hold so many stories within themselves.
But they always turn their back to darkness;
And eyed at sun.
Sunflowers ;
Deeply rooted in grounds, stand tall and strong.

They are an epitome of hope.

Even if sunshine goes away,
Sunflowers will smell like it.