Like sunflowers we look for the warmness light of the sun.
Small and fragile creatures, spoiled with vanity in a world that we show what we want to show.
Sunflowers, look to which other, like sons and daughters of the sun, with personal lights popping up through the air, like small stars growing in the same soil, but bursting their own world to show.
Holding their own dreams, they share the same need of following the sun, that blindness light.
Look at me, “my yellow petals are better than yours”, “ The way I lean towards the sun is gracefully”, let me acknowledge you that.
But what they really want is just to the sun love them as much as they do.
How can that bright star that shine upon all the sunflowers look at them individually?
Let some sunflowers grow taller than others, to cover them with shades. Let me acknowledge you that, some sunflowers are uglier than others, but all of them only show what they want to show.
A single sunflower it always be beautiful, but imagine what you get when you have more than single one. You have a smaller sunflower, a taller one, a healthy one, a beautiful one.
We are sons and daughters of the sun seeking for being loved by that large star. We lean to which other to seek for the light we are trying to reach on, but we find something more interesting, we find light in ourselves, small stars filled with personal universes to share.
Stop looking for that moment, that second, for the sun finally look at you and love you as much as you do. Acknowledge that all sunflowers are beautiful in their own way, but also be aware they only show what they want to show. Rare are the sunflowers who can turn their backs to the sun, and show what they really are and not being afraid of being it.