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.