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.