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.