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.