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.