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.