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.