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.