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.