Wise People! !

The actions of the creators, Who molded you and me, Never stopped for a while, The rattling of the veils, The cries of the newborns, The enlarged breasts, Of just delivered mothers, The sounds of axes, In the densely haunted, Woods, piercing thorns, Return of the cattle, After grazing at dusk, The newly fermented, Brew of elixir from the glands, Served pot after pot, The fresh, smelled feet, Never stepped on the loot, The actions of the creators, Have never stopped for a second, It goes on forever as the waves, Which are not visible, though omnipresent, Omnipotent, we are not wise enough.