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.