the spring spirit
is my best friend
he misses
the Milky Way
and a way of
faraway spirits
which are
runnig through times
they mark
a rainbow
the spring spirit
likes
velvet spring
feelings
strong spring ideas
and the memories
of comets and wonderful
stars
which are flying here and there
as an angel
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem