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.