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.