It’s hard to say who needs the other more. The sun, or the flower?
It could be argued that the flower needs the sun more. Without the sun, it would lie dormant, left to die a seed and nothing more. If it wasn’t for the sun’s gracious rays, nurturing it from the start, coaxing it to break free and reach for the sky, it would be nothing of what it could become.
But maybe, it is the sun that needs the flower more. For what is the sun, if it has no purpose, no reason to rise it’s head every day? What reason would it have to loyally rule the sky, if nothing reached back for it? What is the sense in loving, if nothing loves you back?
Maybe in the end, they need each other with the same ferocity. Perhaps, that’s how the sunflower came to be.
A History of Reasons | KE