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.