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.