The Spring Imp Poem by Pavel Markiewicz

the spring imp
from the faraway
world
are transforming
stars into a rainbow
he ist sitting new
on the rainbow
it has put down
the angel's sand
and the golden sand
of a dreamland
a fairy has decorated
the house of the spring
imp with the amber
which she had gotten
out of the goldenhomes of
golden sirens'
in the ozean wit the red
sky in the morning
the imp waits a morning
shotting star and a comet
splinter