You flew away following birds

You painted birds and the moon.
You had come from another planet.
The huge world will never be full
because you came back to your wonderful planet.

You painted new cities and words.
You knew the language of world spirit.

I think you wanted to know
why the world lost its sense and true feelings.

The clouds loved only you.
The birds were the guests of your garden.
You knew that the birds flew from the moon.

Birds showed you the way from your doubts.
You flew away following birds.
You left all your paintings and your doubts.

The world could be chorded from your words
which you painted by beauty of clouds.