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.