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.