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.