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.