The fire burns but does not fade, reflecting the radiance of the one who remains unchanged in all worlds.
The waters flow, knowing neither beginning nor end, yet in their movement lies the face of the divine. Every flame, every drop, every breath of air is infused with a presence that knows no boundaries.
The sound of the mantra and the silence between its syllables, the light of fire and the coolness of water, the movement of the wind and the stillness of the mountains. The offering and the one to whom it is given, the sacrifice and the one for whom it is made.
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