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.