Up and up he went until finally, he became the sun.
Once there was a beautiful boy who dedicated himself to sharing the pure loving thoughts that poured eloquently from him through his birdsong voice. Everyone who met him was so happy and felt so touched by his words. He walked, and walked, and talked and talked, until one day he stopped. It occurred to him that what he was sharing would never be enough. No language could adequately express what he felt in his heart. In that moment, in that revelation, he closed his eyes, and began to rise upward. Up and up he went until finally, he became the sun. Since that day, he hasn't spoken, he only reflects what he is.