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.