To look into the face of a sunflower

Is to see creation, full of wonder

The need to dance, to smile for no reason

Other than their sheer beauty.

I also think of Vincent van Gogh

The dark places his mind took him

A fevered mind that tore at his flesh

How hard it is to capture perfection in oils

If he could see them now, he would know

He had captured those smiling dancing faces

for those of us who have eyes to see.

The moment he put paint to canvas

His sunflowers will forever smile at those who pass by

Daring you to feel anything

other than joy when leaving the gallery…

©anitadawes 2020