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.