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.