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.