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.