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.