Poems (Young)/The Nuts of Knowledge

by Ella Young

THE NUTS OF KNOWLEDGE.

You were a wind from the land of faery
 When I was a reed in a pool,
And all day long I dreamed as I swayed
 Of your coming soft and cool.

You were the star that heralds the dawn
 When I was a wave of the sea,
And I loosed when I saw you my tresses so white
 And danced with a lightsome glee.

You were the golden apple that grew
 In the apple-garth of Bride,
When I was a child with a sorrowful heart
 And sought you with childish greed.

You are the rainbow glory that lies
 In the treasure house of Fate,
When I come at last to the garth of the gods
 And my soul holds open the gate.