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.