Muriel wrote:
You said "I can help you".
You said.
You remind me of a haiku that went like;
No, the human heart is unknowable
But in my mother's garden
The roses are still the same
Or something like that. It's only now that am seeing its depth. It's a beautiful sight really, roses of all colors.
And then I discover that am a rose here in the garden. And you're a rose. My heart is here, and so is yours.
And if you can't see it, then it must be hidden somewhere.