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.