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.