Stately house of verdant canopy,
Fresh the dew dust carpet,
Mighty walls of oaken beams,
Feather cushioned ferns.
So clean this dwelling,
Clutter-less in keep,
Ever changing halls of life,
Curtains thrown back to the sun.
Great for many a visitor,
Spacious for the reflective heart,
No room was ever filled with music,
Like the atrium of my woods.