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.