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.