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.