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.