Sunflower Reverence 

Cortona, Italy was 

especially hot this year.

So, she knew the sunflowers 

would be in the same 

position she saw them in

during her last trip.

They’d look like soldiers 

lined-up together in solidarity.

But, they would have lost their

bright + beautiful Tuscan smiles.

The ones that beamed

to the heavens.

They wouldn’t be facing the sun

in unfailing allegiance now.

No. Not now.

Instead - they’d all be charred

from the heat of their

unrelenting life.

Still, the position she 

found them in

was one of reverence.

Their weary heads 

we’re all bowed.

Charred, yet bowed.

They too seemed to understand

what it meant to honor their

Creator, come what may.

Especially after they were allowed

to bloom so gloriously for a time.

Sunflower reverence will

forever mover her.

What symbolic thing

always moves you?

I value you + your views,

so let’s communicate!

Debby Barnes Sunday SideLines