And as long as he could remember he was smitten with sunflowers
he read and studied botany and biochemistry
discovering how they grew
he studied physiology and neurology
to discover how he could see and touch them
longing to capture their beauty
he would drive to large fields of them
and sit with them all day
watching their beautiful faces follow the sun
he grew them and watched as delicate birds would land on them and eat the seeds .............
and after decades of desire
to know them
he realized he could never know what sunflowers were
he could never even know what yellow was
and he realized that it was his longing to capture the magic
that he felt so deeply
created an imaginary barrier between himself and the sun
and painted imaginary lines between the birds and the flowers
realizing he had never been separate from the magic
or life
he wept
the magic was the unfigureoutablity
the uncatchableness
it was never lost
yet it could never be held or captured
as he was the magic he had been seeking
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