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.