Where I am from we see the flower before the flower even starts to grow. Why plant the seed at all? For the flower to wither?

Listen, the flower which is also stellar will bring me back the thought of you. And despite knowing where the journey leads, I will plant my seed and embrace every moment of my flower.

And I shall love to listen to its silent blossom reminding me of you. And one day, when I am gone, and you are gone, we will meet.