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.