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.