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.