Breemie Begins & 2005 Festival...

It's seven AM as the sun is rising,

I stretch my arms to the sun above,

Looking around as silence is upon us,

I see the horizon warming our love.

The morning dew beneath my bare feet,

As the fresh morning breeze hits my skin like a kiss,

Whilst I gaze into the pink orange sky,

The simplicity I feel cannot be missed.

Small insects beneath the grass so green,

This feeling I feel is better than any dream,

Waiting for the light to start to unfold,

As I capture this moment forever I'll hold.

I stroll over to a fire, slowly fading,

I perch myself down watching the flames sink to ash,

I cup my hands to encase the heat,

As the night and day start to meet.

With the gentle breeze running through my hair,

I feel the summer sun so golden and sweet,

My thoughts turned thoughtless,

As I'm living the moment for my future to greet.

The time for now shall not be an issue,

And for now my worries have disappeared,

As today is the day I'm here at my best,

Let my fate take control and let my past rest.

I stand up from the fire, greeted by a familiar face,

We embrace a smile to suit the mood of the place,

Smiling so softly as the next day is dawning,

To celebrate our lives on this Breemie morning.....

Amanda Aitken