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.