He encouraged her to look into herself.
To find what was hidden so long.
He told her she would find it.
To try hard and she would see,
It was there all along.
But it was dormant and needed awakening.
She must gently arouse the sleeping bud;
nourish it with desire.
Water it with pen and ink.
The words in her heart will spring forth upon the pad.
Unfolding their petals and releasing thoughts;
That were beneath the dark soil of busy-work and neglect.
Finally blooming into beautiful blossoms of love.
She loves him for the sweetness he brought her,
That awakened the flower within.