Sunflowers in vast field sway like a dream.
A feverish shudder rises in its extreme.
Animated nature is not about fate.
The gloomy impetuosity is what we rate.
The delicate blooms of sunflowers crush.
The bitter remorse changes yellow to blush.
An eloquent silence falls after the daze.
Rays of the sun burn grass with blaze.
A moment of bliss is the whole of a man’s life.
Nights come to an end with a morning rife!
The shrill, frantic cries of the rebels,
Rings after the man like so many farewells!
The misty night pregnant with fear, ague, and cold-
Fevers every conceivable shape and size in wold.
The imprinted loves in memories remain;
Like a sweet dream after awakening in brain.
The discolored walls of sunflowers allure.
Ten years hence, grown older, still endure.
Casting a dark shadow over bright, serene happiness;
Then chill and darken the heart with…
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