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.