Sunflower

I am the sun and he is my sunflower. He faces me with anger on his face and I stare him back with my rage till I realize that in order to calm him down, I need to let go of my anger and hide behind the clouds. However, when I stare at his blooming face burning with anger, I can't decide whether I should keep staring at him with my anger or let go because he still looks aesthetically beautiful even when he is angry.