The creator sees what’s in store for his creation
All creations are for certain purpose
The creator drops something
His creation complains he missed something
The peacock never misses his dance during the cloudy day
That’s the nature of his creation
That’s what for he was created
The witness are the sky, the moving cloud and
Tears of the sky that followed
Those nature gestures never discourage him in his dance
No one but by Him the clairvoyance knows better
All creations are for some purpose
As long as the peacock dances
His motto of creation fulfilled
When the peacock is creating something dummy out of him
Is all secondary to Him
No need for ventilation to the open air
All creations are for certain purpose
Nothing derails Him from making this truth