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.