And then

By Nicholas Hooper

And then, as we struggled through the forest of unknown futures,
we found a place where all worries were left by the door,
all pain was forgotten, and we could move more freely.

Silence was our music then, and thoughts came and went
like doves fluttering on the pure fresh air, and so we found
a kind of freedom from what’s next or what happened last time.

Nothing to do, we really did nothing but rest in this lovely sunny place.
So quiet, so still, we could say goodbye to tomorrow and find a time
deep beneath our feet where now was all there was.

When we left that place and entered, once again the rush and struggle of timed life,
we thought we’d lost forever that careless time.
But if we just stopped for one minute, we could still find it deep, deep beneath our feet.



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