' Could you not teach me to know a prayer-flower when I see it ? ' I said.
' I could not. But if I could, what better would you be ? you would not know it of yourself and itself ! Why know the name of a thing when the thing itself you do not know ? Whose work is it but your own to open your eyes ? But indeed the business of the universe is to make such a fool of you that you will know yourself for one, and so begin to be wise!'
But I did see that the flower was different from any flower I had ever seen before ; therefore I knew that I must be seeing a shadow of the prayer in it; and a great awe came over me to think of the heart listening to the flower.