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.