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.