The Whispering Earthen Vessel🔊

Once upon a time in a small village named Niaza, situated on the edge of an astonishingly beautiful Arandan forest, there lived an aged woman reputed as 'Ysara', the only pottery maker of the village. For generations, Ysara's family had been spinning clay into beautiful pots.

But her creations were no ordinary pottery pieces; these were believed to hold a magical property of conveying profound wisdom whispered by woods during night. They were thus, known as the 'Whispering Earthen Vessels' transforming their homes into abodes of wisdom.

One fine day, a curious young boy from the village, named Ziko, approached Ysara. 'Grandma Ysara', he implored, 'Teach me the magical art of making the Whispering Earthen Vessels.'

Moved by the sincerity etched on the boy's face, Ysara agreed. Under Ysara's tutelage, Ziko started learning the mysteries of the seemingly ordinary art of pottery. Every morning, the two intellectuals would traverse to the riverbank, gather clay and shape it into a simple, modest form, an art to be beheld.

Days turned into weeks and weeks into months; and Ziko, with his committed practice, managed to give raw clay a rebirth into aesthetically pleasing pots. But there was something missing - Ziko's pots were still silent.

Once again, he approached the old woman and asked, 'Why don't my pots whisper? What's the secret?' Ysara looked at Ziko and said, 'The voice is a gift from the forest. It's a calling for what you keep in your heart. Keep making the pots, and the voice will come.'

And so, the boy did. He made pots under the shifting colors of the sky. Every pot he made, he left in the forest under the cover of the night, but the pots remained silent. He was disheartened but didn’t give up.

On one such endeavor, Ziko stumbled upon an old giant tree dying unnaturally. Realizing the tree was suffering from a parasitic disease, Ziko remembered Ysara's lessons about balance in nature. He rushed to the village and returned with ingredients to treat the tree. The tree recovered over time, and the once nearly lifeless tree was now flourishing.

And then the magic happened. The next pot that Ziko created started whispering the wisdom he held in his heart - the stories of valor, tales of harmony, and sagas of the universe. He realized the wisdom not only descended from the forest but the benevolent act and harmony he bestowed on the forest. It was a testament to the profound bond between him and the surrounding nature.

News spread like wildfire. The villagers, hearing the whispered wisdom, were in awe. Among whispering pots, Ziko found his destiny, and Ysara found her worthy successor. The art of making the Whispering Earthen Vessels lived on for generations, passing from heart to heart, whispering the wisdom of the forest.

And so, the story tells us that wisdom is a reciprocal dialogue between us and the world around us. To receive wisdom, we must first learn to give, to listen, and to respect the harmony of nature. Thus whispers the earthen vessel.