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.