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.