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.