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.