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.