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.