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.