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.