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.