[Poem] The Patient Seed

The mind, a fertile field, knowledge the seed,
Training, the gardener, nurturing what's decreed.
With patience and care, the seedling takes root,
Watering wisdom, bearing the sweetest fruit.

Scales climb and voices, once hesitant, soar,
The artist's brush dances, painting stories galore.
The athlete's form finds new grace and flow,
As practice unlocks what the body can know.

Skills intertwined, a beautiful braid,
Each session a thread, meticulously laid.
Confidence blossoms, dispelling all doubt,
The once unseen potential, triumphantly shouts.

For training's a journey, a process unseen,
Where dedication plants seeds, ever green.