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.