A small little bird, flapping the wings flew over the ocean. Eating the berries, enjoying the views, collected many notions. Sharing same ideas, married another bird, built a beautiful nest. Nestling and fledgling; lot of joy, before you know, it was time to fly, the busy nest slowly emptied out. No hunters to throw a net, but the network of societal norms urging the bird, continue to perform. A wise Guru showing the light therein, 'Caged bird' looked within, found a silent soulmate twin. Oh! my little twin! What is your name? What name do you claim? Can I be called by that name? Can that be my spiritual name? Can that be my pen name? That nameless twin witnessed all the drama, in a formless pajama! Been there all the time! will be there beyond time! It is the tail that is prime! References Ananda Atma brahma pucham pratishta Taittiriya Upanisad 2:5 d vā suparṇā sayujā sakhāyā samānaṁ vṛkṣaṁ pariṣasvajāte | tayoranyaḥ pippalaṁ svādva...
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