She left her earth

In search of the sun

On and on she went

But couldn’t find the giant burning ball

“Did you see the sun? Did you see the sun?”

Thus she would ask Saturn, Moon, Galaxies and whatever else she met

But she couldn’t find the flaming torch

And she reached the end of the sky

If the vast blackness with no thing in sight can be called that

Now she smiled

For she knew where the sun was after all this time

She looked at her glowing frame

And turned to face the sky crowd

And in a burning instant became a sun herself

Rumi says- What you seek is seeking you.

I say- What you seek, you become.