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.