In the lawns of the sky,
Deep in those distances,
Imperceptible miles away.
Look closer, as the sunflowers steer,
I lie near the roots, sinfully near.
There's a promise of love's warmth,
But the test of longing stands true.
I, the slender Shadows*, notice the miles dissolve,
Even when the mood's bright or blue.
Let there be dream, let it be real,
For the Love that the flowers hold.
I bear witness to the sun's existence,
Let that savory truth be told.
I am the darkness that you will never face,
Left behind, near the nut-scented dust.
What was, is past, never leaving a trace,
Rested to embrace the green earth's crust.
On days when the clouds lurk,
Or the sun has journeyed to the other side,
I will still be there, faint, or along with night,
Letting peace find you, in Life's every stride.
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* "Shadows" is a collective term for the shadows of all the sunflowers. It is used as a persona here, as a singular entity.
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