Dawnings
Dreamless sleep
By Nicholas Hooper
How I wonder about dreamless sleep
Burying consciousness, burying deep
And then the lost star shining bright
Bringing everlasting light
Who’s this man that’s born so poor
Driven out by Satan’s law
Coming back to help our need
In a world so lost in greed
In that dreamless sleep I find
A friend, a god who’s been so kind
To carry me through life and death
Following my every breath
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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