The Sun had a limited life,
It got its power from coal,
Nuclear fusion was not supposed to exist.
Life on earth was usual,
Tall grew the dense green trees,
Animals ran all around them,
Like competing with the cool breeze.
Humans were still not there,
Love did not exist as we know,
Beauty was omnipotent in nature,
From the peacock to the crow.
The species were still evolving,
Numerous ones were born each day,
The Sun watched them all,
With great interest and no dismay.
The Sun wasn’t very happy,
Together with all, he couldn’t laugh,
Because the earth was round,
He had to contend with a half.
Then one day as he was rising,
Slowly she grew with him,
It was certainly a new specie,
Green leaves with a yellow rim.
Wherever Sun went,
She bent with him,
And when he left in the eve,
Her yellow petals closed within.
He watched her closely,
Fully amazed and with interest,
Amongst those he had seen till now,
He surely liked her the best.
Others of her kind grew along,
But Sun was focused only on her,
She, who had grown the first,
No-one would interest him better.
He knew he cannot walk to earth,
Hold her and give her a kiss,
But still he was in love with her,
And never gave her a miss.
The Sun didn’t get one thing,
This was a property of her kind,
To follow him all through the day,
And close in the evening time.
He would have known this,
Had he watched others of her type,
But friends, such is the power of love,
Only the “one” creates that hype.
Earlier, the Sun wasn’t happy
For it couldn’t watch all earth together,
Now he was happy,
There she was on earth, and he loved her.
Time just flew by,
Short life span she had,
The day came, she wilted,
Leaving the Sun unhappy and sad.
Things were not always like today,
The Sun had a limited life,
It got its power from coal,
Nuclear fusion was not supposed to exist.
Time was short for Sun too,
The coal was ending fast,
But, sad at his beloved’s death
He just couldn’t come out of the past.
The coal finished, and it was time
His body, he must leave,
But a bold decision he took,
In her, he strongly believed.
To remember his beloved’s love,
He decided to burn himself,
Converting body hydrogen to helium,
The nuclear fusion came out of shelf.
He knew his body will finish one day,
With all hydrogen fused,
But for remembering her more,
He didn’t care of his body being used.
The sun spots that we see today,
Are scars on the body of Sun,
He’s living to relive his love,
While we in his “body smoke” have fun.
We call her sunflower, her property
Is still not known to the Sun,
Of her kind, grow and close with him,
But he just loved her, the special first one.
Love is never forced,
It doesn’t need a reminder,
The Sun once loved,
And still shines to remember.
