These seeds I sow,
I know not whether they'll grow
or remain dormant
without ever seeing the light of day.
Whether they'll wither and die
or if they'll take root and thrive
matters little; I am a planter -
I leave the harvesting to You.
I keep my heart open to the wind
on whose instructions I depend
to know which grounds You ordain
for the work of my hands.
These seeds I sow -
I know not whether they'll grow.
But the crop is Yours to use
whether large or small.