My mind matches this understand land. br Outdoors the pencilled tree, the wind-carved drift, br Indoors the constant fire, the careful thrift br Are facts that I accept and understand. br br I have brought in red berries and green boughs- br Berries of black alder, boughs of pine. br They and the sunlight on them, both are mine. br I need no florist flowers in my house. br br br Having lived here the years that are my best, br I call it home. I am content to stay. br I have no bird's desire to fly away. br I envy neither north, east, south, nor west. br br My outer world and inner make a pair.