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.