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.