A glitched sunflower on a pixelated lake, Floats and sways in an otherworldly state, Its petals flicker, its colors distort, As if it's trapped in a digital court. The water ripples in a digital sheen, As if it's not quite real, but just a dream, The world around it is pixelated too, A surreal landscape, like a glitch in view. Yet despite the distortion, the flower remains, A symbol of beauty that nothing restrains, A glitch in the system, but still alive, Floating on the lake, it continues to thrive. So let this glitched sunflower be a sign, That even in a digital world, beauty can shine, And though things may glitch and distort, Nature's resilience can never be caught.