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.