Learning, watching as it goes

Almost seeing how my toes

         Turning, spring as it flows

         Floating through the gentile blows

        Talking, hearing the word

   Spoken to my hearts delight

         Growing, up in the garden

     Waiting to do myself

            Choice, serving in its wake

      Not knowing the side of the take

                 Beginning, starting to know

                  Barley hanging on

Sight, watching as it goes