Juniper / The View

Is there something joining my wandering mind
With the birch tree swaying through the open blind?
Is there a connection or a chasm wide?
Are there treasures that my thoughts of the birch tree hide?

So I think about the way the birch roots roam
Near the old railroad through the banks of loam
When the tall trees sway from side to side
The damp earth stretches and the heavens sigh
As do I now

I'm gaining confidence in the view now
The goodness of myself and others
The urge to connect and society! How?
Cause I've seen the sky and also the weather

On the river Camel, when I was young
There was a water ladder for the salmon to run
Next to the long slow sloping weir
Where the rubber duck race started every year

I used to dam the streams with pebbles and stones
And now I dam myself with cinders and bones
I feel the river building up inside
In the muddy puddle I thought I could hide
But it has gone clear now

I'm growing confident in the view now
The goodness of myself and others
The urge to connect and society! How?
Cause I've seen the sky and also the weather