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.