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.