Where the Sunflower Bends?

The poem radiates on how fragile human promises can be. By comparing them with nature, like the sun and the sunflower or the moon and the tides , it shows how nature remains constant while people often change. The creative piece questions whether promises truly break or become weak over time.

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Promises are meant to be kept.

We learn that early,

before we learn how distance happens.

The Sun does not sign its name across the sky,

yet the Sunflower turns

with unwavering faith.

Even on cloud-covered mornings

it waits in the direction of light

that cannot be seen.

The Moon never speaks to the sea,

yet tides rise

as if remembering an old agreement.

Water does not doubt the pull.

It responds.

The Earth receives a seed

and keeps it in darkness

without applause,

without witnesses,

until something green insists on existing.

A river moves toward the sea

despite stones that interrupt its body.

It does not accuse the mountain.

It curves and continues.

Roses offered on engagement evenings

soften and fall within days.

Their fragrance thins into memory.

The words spoken that night remain suspended in air.

Do they endure

with the same quiet certainty as tides?

God promises guidance.

Believers promise faith.

Somewhere between prayer and silence

human hands loosen.

If nature keeps its rhythm,

if celestial bodies remain in orbit,

if rivers do not forget their destination,

why does separation repeat itself among us?

Does the Sun ever abandon the Sunflower,

or does the Earth simply turn?

Perhaps no promise breaks.

Perhaps alignment shifts.

Perhaps distance is rotation,

not betrayal.