Carpenter Poem by Ramesh Joshi

Carpenter makes chairs and tables
also makes Cots to sleep, and
desks to write, what does not make!
makes everything except himself..

Who made Carpenter, God or Man?
Carpenter, God  things he makes,
whoever makes a God for things,
who made the  Carpenter? God indeed..

God is maker, this mad world
is its  maker, strange things
seen or not seen,
Lookable and unlookable.

For him work is worship,
wood,   trees, logs, and logs,
No table, chair nor cot made 
them all to live.
Carpenter, where are you?
The divine carpenter Where you?
Are you hidden in things you made
or tools the world searches?
I search round every corner.
Yes, you are, you are in me ever
You before me, eyes don't see,
are before ears, but ears hear not
You in me in everything like me.