There once were a group of flies
They wished to hunt for filth no more
They wished to hunt for the light instead
Like the regal moths during the night
So they went to the queen of the moths
And said: “We're no lesser than your moths
So please permit us to look for the light”
The queen was amused, and said to the flies
“Go forth then, like my moths, to find the light”
The flies went forth with great delight
And with eagerness they found many lights
and returned to the queen to report their finds.
But they found no moths were waiting there
“We’ve outdone the moths!” they said in delight.
“We’ve found the light, while they're lost in the dark”
The Queen was amused and said to the flies:
“Those who only 'look' for the light, return to me,
Those who truly love the light, are consumed by it."
My take on an old mystic fable.