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.