SPRING IS A SCENT             
                     
                                          
 OPEN THE WINDOW FOREVER, ON  THE  SECOND 
 FLOOR,  THE FOREST ROOF A STAGE  FOR THE 
            DANCE OF THE STARS.           
                                          
    THEIR CRYSTALLINE STRUCTURE WANING,   
 MELTING   INTO  THE  AIR.  GREEN   WATER 
 BLOWING  IN   WITH   THE  WARMING  WIND, 
                                          
 AND  NOW  THERE WILL  BE  ROOM TO  GROW.