falling asleep in the tree tops

ceej is flying somewhere over the pacific for a business trip,

and i have stayed near our mountains.

last night was my first night alone in bed...

i pulled the covers back, laid down on my side,

pulled my pillow under my head,

and grabbed cj's pillow and tucked it close against my back

trying to convince my body that i was not completely alone.

i stretched my arm and barely reached the lamp to switch it off.

darkness was not complete.

i could still see the tops of the apple trees out my windows,

black branches scratching the purple night sky.

i slipped my earphones onto my head and listened

to a song about a rose blooming in winter...

i simultaneously ached for ceej

while knowing that this moment alone was spell-binding.

i truly felt as if i was falling asleep in the tree tops

in the mid-winter...

what awe filled my entire being...

thoughts were both racing through my head and settling in slowly.

i like falling asleep in the tree tops.