What Of Love - Poem by Shreya Jani
The sunflower must seek the sun
to bloom and fulfil its destiny
Yet the sun remain afar for it not to burn the flower
are the sunflower and the sun the same?
A blaze, powerful and vital
gentle, vulnerable and awakened
so different but alike
so question still remans are they one?
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