The world is all of yours to draw,

A breadth beyond your veins.

Each breath you take, a step you make

To drive your treasures, reined:

Your logic and a dripping brush

Upon a mirror pool,

Dipping where those fall in place,

Your arcs and your slide rule.

Your needle and a nimble thread

That prick a harvest ripe,

Sow and sew of all you need

And nothing more, that type.

Someday, like me, you'll turn a page

Upon a canvas world,

This world you shade in all its shades,

Says an oyster to its pearl.

Question: Would it be grammatically incorrect if I said "your needle and a nimble thread / that pricks a harvest ripe"? That's how I originally wrote it, but I want to be sure.