darkness covers every invisible flower building a body of water towns have turned to ruins and dust A forgotten vehicles left to rest until one day a green stem arises once again turns into a magnificent flower and sits there everyday to every hour soon grow more until all that is seen is flowers in the bright grass plus the color green tree sprout and animals return and people are born to relearn Huts are made to houses that sheltered the people and little mouses huts turn into towns then to cities and then loggers get ready and down come trees grass and flowers soon nothing is left by the last hour people have gone and animals have died and once again God will cry over the land and bodies of water until one day grows a lonely flower