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.