The flower of the invisible tree in the invisible field

Although humanity sprouted its trees
and divided the earth into mine and yours,
you – just a flower of an invisible tree in an invisible field –
have matured.

Now you are falling like a seed in the wind,
but fear not, the field is endless.

Although it is full of artificial trees,
borders and rivers of human worlds,
they will now evaporate before your seed
like reckoning without a host.

For you are just nothing,
which deletes every reckoning.