Oneday a potter was making a shape
of lord KRISHNA with soft mud and
when it was completed,
he left the idol in the sun for making it harder.
Seeing the art of the potter,
a peacock asked lord KRISHNA:
'Lord! you are the creator of the UNIVERSE.
But I can't understand the reason,
why the potter is making you'.
Lord KRISHNA smiled & said,
'It happens when GOD HIMSELF takes pride
of His superiority'.
The peacock understood the metaphor
of KRISHNA'S statement in full length.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem