Verses from the end of the age, the end of time and human history. A brief glimpse into the dark soul of human life on this planet, as told by the sword of Truth, in the twilight of mankind’s bleak and hopeless journey around the sun.

These are touched by the dark heart of flowers in the Spring. From the view of a dying world through the eyes of Emily Dickinson, to two hundred years into the present day, where a mother and daughter succumb to violence and death during a night storm, and lost soulmates grieve for a windy stroll at Cape Hatteras by the Sea. The longing for Love’s Humility drifts like lonely flower petals in the wind, over the twilight of humanity, as a condemned earth turns toward the evening day.