Classic Poem

After long seasons of dearth comes Rain, the elusive magician,
Sowing the seed of enchantment over the sun-stricken waste:
Swiftly he scatters his seed—the glittering grain of enchantment—
Scatters his seed and departs over the far-away hills:
From the sky-harvested seed bestrewn by the wily magician
Spring—from the silvery seeds—fabulous flowers of gold:
Waking, the wilderness breaks into golden smiles at his magic:
Streamlets that cluck in the gullies welcome the fugitive, Spring!