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.