| George William (“A. E.”) Russell (1867–1935). Collected Poems by A.E. 1913. |
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| 109. The Nuts of Knowledge |
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| A CABIN on the mountain side hid in a grassy nook | |
| Where door and windows open wide that friendly stars may look. | |
| The rabbit shy can patter in, the winds may enter free, | |
| Who throng around the mountain throne in living ecstasy. | |
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| And when the sun sets dimmed in eve and purple fills the air, | 5 |
| I think the sacred Hazel Tree is dropping berries there | |
| From starry fruitage waved aloft where Connla’s Well o’erflows; | |
| For sure the enchanted waters run through every wind that blows. | |
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| I think when night towers up aloft and shakes the trembling dew, | |
| How every high and lonely thought that thrills my being through | 10 |
| Is but a ruddy berry dropped down through the purple air, | |
| And from the magic tree of life the fruit falls everywhere. | |
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