I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,
From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for the leaves
when laid
in their noonday dreams.
From my wings are shaken the
dews that waken
The sweet buds every one,
When rocked to rest on their
mother's breast,
As she dances about the sun.
I wield the flail of the lashing
hail,
And whiten the green plains
under;
And then again I dissolve it in
rain;
And laugh as I pass in thunder.
-By Clark Ashton Smith
1. To whom or what is the "I" in this poem referring?
a. spring
b. birds
c. Souds
d. storms