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Anto has written a great piece at http://antorocks.blogspot.com/2006/12/lover.html
Do check it out.

A small story...

As I woke up, I didn't know where I was... It was so cold. It was killing me. I could see a labyrinth of creepers on the ground. Everywhere I saw, it was just the creepers. I crawled under one of them. It was warm. As I got more layers of the creepers above me, it was more comfortable. I could see the entire population cozily covered up in the twines. I thought I wasn't lost. I was happy.

I grew. With every small movement, the twines started hurting. Each one was twined in a peculiar pattern. As long as everyone moves with in the permitted range, the twines didn't hurt. But beyond that, it tore people apart.

I didn't quite understand this unless I saw a person fly above the maze. How could he fly, I wondered.

He showed me something that I didn't know was with me. He pointed to something on my shoulders. He said that it was called the "wings". Due to lack of use, they had become vestigeal. He taught me to strengthen it.

The sun is shining. The cold, I bother no more. I am able to see my wings. I now know that I am a bird. I only know. But I want to experience that I am a bird by flying. Yes, I want to fly. I want to cut open these twines and fly. I have started flapping hard. I shall continue to. One day I shall fly above this labyrinth into the endless space.

Thanks to the One.