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.