On the road from Seville to Granada

one needs to look no farther

As far as the eye can see and behold

there is a magnificence to unfold

 

A sea, a meadow arrayed in yellow

flowers so bright they almost bellow

On sturdy green stalks they sway in the breeze

and do so with perfect ease

 

A sunflower is nature´s beauty clock

a dial of radiant time to unlock

It stands erect with dignity and pride

with almost nothing for nature to hide

 

In rows they form a regimental line

and do gently nod, all in time

Nature´s bloom of superb arrogance

has its own unique circumstance

 

They possess a quality, almost a stare

as they stand upright and quite bare

They brighten up the dullest day

as they enjoy to dance, play and shed their ray