When walking along the road,I sometimes notice a flower.
In spring, summer, autumn, and winter,countless flowers bloom.
Even the fragility of their petalshelps shape the world.
Flowers nourish the human heart,and people turn that nourishmentinto stories.
From those stories,a single reality is born.
And one day,those falling petalsbecome the beginning of cosmic creation.
From flowers,worlds are born again.
In this way,the universe increases once more.
To admire a floweris to touch the paththat leads to the universe.