When Indra and Soma unite, the cosmos trembleth with joy. These two — the god of power and the sacred drink — are bound together by ties more ancient than the mountains. Neither existeth fully without the other. They are like two horses yoked to a single chariot, pulling together toward victory.

Soma giveth unto Indra the ecstasy necessary to accomplish his mightiest deeds. When he drinketh of the sacred juice, his eyes open wide to perceive the hidden nature of all things. His mind expandeth beyond the normal limits of thought. His body swelleth with divine force. In that state, he performeth miracles impossible in his ordinary condition.

And Indra, in turn, giveth unto Soma its power and its purpose. What is Soma but a plant, growing in the mountains, without consciousness or will? But when Indra drinketh it, transformeth the drink into something transcendent. The fluid becometh liquid divinity. It carriaeth within it the power of the cosmos itself.

Together they accomplish what neither could accomplish alone. Indra without Soma would be merely a mighty warrior, strong and brave but lacking the transcendent vision necessary to maintain the cosmic order. Soma without Indra would be merely a plant, valuable but powerless, unable to manifest the divinity dormant within it.

The union of these two is sacred. When the priests press the soma and offer it to Indra, they participate in this ancient covenant. They become part of the sacred bond that linketh the god of power with the drink of immortality.

In that moment of offering, something miraculous occurs. The boundary between mortal and divine grows thin. The priest who poureth the soma becometh a conduit for cosmic force. The god who drinketh the soma gaineth renewed power for his eternal labors.

This bond endureth forever. From the beginning of time until the end of all ages, Indra and Soma shall remain united, partners in the maintenance of cosmic order, allies in the endless battle against chaos and darkness.