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.