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.