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.