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.