Indra
the storm-king, wielder of the thunderbolt
airIndra hurls the vajra to shatter the drought-serpent and set the imprisoned rivers free; to dream of him is to feel a long-withheld storm break at last, and to hear the first rain fall on ground that had almost forgotten it.
Fragments
In his heaven of pleasures he sometimes forgets himself, grown proud, and the sages must remind him that even a king of gods must bow before the turning wheel of truth.
The great serpent Vritra swallowed all the waters and coiled about the mountains, and the world lay parched until Indra drank the bright soma and rode out to break him open.
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