Dawnings
caught in nature
By Nicholas Hooper
wet falls outside my door
and I must go through drops of rain
that come from a thousand miles away
bringing more water to our soaking land
where flies the raven who would know
this path of nature bringing life
and death as well which wears down time
as runs the clock with so much care
so course the course and aim the aim
but don’t forget the course of nature
as cold, cold rain runs down my face
to feel the world a thousand miles away
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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