sunflower

i wrote this at the end of 2023 and the sunflowers still shine.

gloomy skies cover
  as sunflowers hover

dreams abate-
   they’ll have to wait

staggered. stagnant. 
  blossomed heads converse

ta(l)king in time
  soaking in(to b)rain

lost, confound in clouds
  dance in dull shades

with the wind, 
  sweet scent of honey

future abuzz
  hidden between petal and pistil
                    
patience is key.
  surrender: 

an army of optimism, 
soon to beam together

shine facing the sun
  all as one.