Blooming Nothingness-A reflection of Budding Solitude

A flower,

 willfully wandering about its field

A flower just like all the others in its field

The flower is glad

No individualism attributed to the flower,

For it sways and struggles

 as all the other flowers do

Though as all the others do,

They sway individually

As they all do, no flower is individual

The flower wishes to become nothing,

The flower loathes to bear fruit.

For if the flower can become nothing, 

it shall be everything!

As the field is a pit of nothingness, 

It shall become abundant with everything!

As the sun preaches to every flower,

the sun preaches to no flower.

Its glow becomes generalized,

Laying evenly upon each flower.

As it lays evenly, it does not lie importantly!

As each flower collectively wilts,

they become nothing, and once again everything!

A reflection of: https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2016249