The Moths...

One night, the moths met together tormented by a desire to be united to the
candle. They said: "We must send someone who will bring us
information about the object of our amorous quest." So one of them set
off and came to a castle, and inside he saw the light of a candle. He
returned, and according to his understanding, reported what he had
seen. But the wise moth who presided over the gathering expressed the
opinion that he understood nothing about the candle. So another moth
went there. He touched the flame with the tip of his wings, but the
heat drove him off. His report being no more satisfying than that of
the first, a third went out. This one, intoxicated with love, threw
himself on the flame; with his forlegs he took hold of the flame and
united himself joyously with her. He embraced her completely and his
body became as red as fire. The wise moth, who was watching from far
off, saw that the flame and the moth appeared to be one, and he
said; "He has learnt what he wished to know; but only he understands,
and one can say no more."

Fariduddin Attar
from The Conference of the Birds
C. S. Nott version