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.