Classic Poem

Up from the desert desolate and bleak
That stretches out as far as eye can reach
In wind-blown, mocking waves that never break
On any howsoever-distant beach,
The organ cactus lifts its columns grand
That, linked together, tower toward the sky,
A vast pipe organ in a lonely land,
Ancient of days ere ever man came nigh.

Shall mighty touch of hurricane or storm
Awake majestic chords to life within?
Or shall the breath of Mexic breezes warm
Avail the sweeter melodies to win?
Perhaps in some hushed midnight's holy spell,
When soft on desert sands the moonbeams lie,
The hand divine that shaped so wondrous well
This organ vast shall play his symphony!