![a picture of the poem, written on a typewriter](https://ptrcktlln.micro.blog/uploads/2021/74d29ce825.jpg)
I start in one corner of the garden
slowly moving the water spray back and forth
while the other corners await
Await their chance for input
Await their chance for nourishment
I move to another corner
while the other corners wait
And that first corner has time to
ingest and process.