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.