Put down the apple, Adam,
And come away with me,
So shalt thou have a pippin
From off my father's tree!
Put down the apple, Adam,
And come away with me,
So shalt thou have a pippin
From off my father's tree!
Experiment to me Is every one I meet If it contain a Kernel The Figure of a Nut Presents upon a Tree Equally plausibly, But Meat within, is requisite To Squirrels, and to Me
But nature is a stranger yet;
The ones that cite her most
Have never passed her haunted house,
Nor simplified her ghost.
Nature is what we know Yet have not art to say So impotent our wisdom is To her simplicity.
Is Heaven a Place -- a Sky -- a Tree?
Nature and God -- I neither knew
Yet Both so well knew me
They startled, like Executors
Of My identity.
During my education,
It was announced to me
That gravitation, stumbling,
Fell from an apple tree!
How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!
Until -- Resemblance perfect --
Yourself, for His pursuit
Delight of Nature -- abdicate --
Exhibit Love -- somewhat --
The tidy Breezes, with their Brooms --
Sweep vale -- and hill -- and tree!
By and by -- the boldest stole out of his Covert
To see if Time was there --
Nature was in an Opal Apron,
Mixing fresher Air.
Nature assigns the Sun --
That -- is Astronomy --
Nature cannot enact a Friend --
That -- is Astrology.
Two full Autumns for the Squirrel
Bounteous prepared --
Nature, Had'st thou not a Berry
For thy wandering Bird?
Nature, like us is sometimes caught Without her diadem.
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© 2020 Inspirational Stories