Ode to The Sun

You are at a light-year distance,

Yet my auxin works perfectly: 

I turn towards your shine.

You shed the light on the whole world; 

Hardly even notice me react, 

Yet, I don't feel the same

With all that shines at me;

In my ever-changing mortal morbidity,

You are the only constant and infinity,

And my routine joy to blossom...

Sometimes, short-living clouds hide you:

You never notice how I droop.

The clouds might be proud of physical intimacy;

My love for you doesn't fit into mortality... 

Though I die I leave a fragment 

To bloom to smile at your shine...

Lovingly, only yours Sunflower!