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.