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.