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.