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.