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.