Search For A Poet

How does one say so much
As the humble poet?

With but one word,
He shows pain.
One phrase
And a world of disdain.
Love
Beauty
Even a life’s
Whole terrain.
Who else can make
A warm vision of rain,
But the humble poet
Sitting in the shade.

Someone tell me,
Where is this poet
That can say such things?
For I wish to meet him
But one fine day.