A sannyasin has to become an eagle, wide-winged.
A sannyasin belongs to the sky.
He lives on the earth but belongs to the sky.
He uses the earth as a temporary abode,
not as a goal but only as a means,
not as the end but just an overnight stay.
His eyes are fixed on the sky,
the infinite, the unbounded.
Everybody is born with wings,
but because we have never used them.
We have become completely oblivious to their existence. ?
OSHO