Dawnings
A gnat in the forest
By Nicholas Hooper
Where are you going
Little gnat in the forest
In the forest of green?
Is your journey a mystery
A dark and delicious flight
Into unseen?
How long will you live
And how much will you eat
In your tiny life flown?
In a world so enormous
You cannot conceive
How a man could be known
For a view of the forest
For a view of the world
That spins round in his head
His life so much bigger
Is still so, so tiny
Compared to the universe,
Spinning and
spinning round
in the void
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About Dawnings:
“Every morning at around 5am I get up and go down to my studio. After a short meditation I write down whatever is in my head, giving myself fifteen minutes to do so. Then moving over to the piano (or a more portable instrument like my Ukulele when I'm away), I improvise and record a piece of music inspired by whatever words I just wrote. It is a great way of keeping both my writing and my composing going and I call these small creations Dawnings. They are mostly unedited, like sketches, so that they keep that fresh feeling of an early morning discovery.”
— Nick Hooper