Wish You Were Here

Rows of sunflowers and spaces between them-
wide as much as my vision reaches.
How I adore those smiling faces with a little bend!
Blue sky, started to fill with blood red
and a flock of birds flies close to this meadow;
makes some pattern and then, breaks it.
I start to follow and distract again.
Homeward festive or thrill of unknown?
May be an unknown land of ever joy and calm.
Its getting more and more crimson now.
Soon, this imagery will leave me.
Only a flicker of light will remain;
and some musings will linger.
Now, I wish, I wish and I wish
you were here!