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.