the unfired brittle clay jar cannot hold the divine nectar, not even cold water!
Yet it aspires for the deathless life of the gods free from all dangers, suffering and strife.
In response , Agni, the transforming Force pays a courtesy visit to its yearning patient.
A piercing shrick of terror greets the kind visitor.
Not dismayed, Agni softens its fiery approach ,
Sends bearable heat waves from time to time To the clay jar to make it stronger
Then Agni does not show up for days and months.
The jar becomes impatient and longs for the passionate embrace of the Godhead.
Agni returns with greater ardor, burning red hot the brittle clay jar in a coma of blissful oblivion
The fired jar amazed beyond hope and despair greets with irrepressible joy the wonderful visitor
Agni comes smiling bringing with him the sacred Nectar and pours it on the transformed jar
Lo the miracle!
The jar fainting with the intoxicating wine does not melt but shines with an unearthly luster.
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