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.