Amidst the wild plains, the sunflowers stretch their heads, facing the warmth, a sea of gold beneath the blue. Here, I celebrate this beauty, these blooms of laughter and light, where each petal echoes the joy of existence.

In their dance with the breeze, a gentle sway, a hymn to life, they remind me of fleeting moments, of how love flourishes in daylight. They share secrets of the land, a tale told with colors, and I stand, enchanted, at the altar of Nature’s splendor.

• Pablo Neruda