Throwback Thursday "A Queen for the Day"

Gazing up into the boughs above me, unveiled to my view a beautiful spiral pine stairway 

beckoning me to ascend it as high as I could.

It was almost as if God had crafted that tower just for me, 

a little place where I ruled my own world and was a queen for the day.

I found my niche at the very top where everything was in my sight; 

a panorama of my home, my life, my surroundings, everything familiar within my scope... 

Close enough to observe yet sufficiently distant to reflect. 

From my wooden throne, I was invisible but I could see for miles and miles.

Absorbed in the sounds of my solitude, quietly I'd listen to the wind as it spoke to the trees; 

their conversation like peaceful waves crashing repeatedly on an ocean shore.

I felt safe there in my castle tower, high above the earth.

Somehow, I felt a little closer to heaven.

I loved that place: my tree, my sanctuary, my home away from home.

Moving Day - June 1990- Leaving behind the old tree I climbed as a child.