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.