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.