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.