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.