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.