Dawnings
expecting
By Nicholas Hooper
covert thoughts of quiet green places
finding damp grass beneath my feet
while all the time the raven flies
beckoning, beckoning, beckoning
to its mate who has lived close
and the glassy sound of water
as it tinkles through cold stones
to make a stream that was once a river
that finds a tiny canyon route
sloping down the valley
here is Wales, an open book
of valleys, streams and hills
no desert greets me here
but lush foliage of watered meadows
making a whole of a lost land
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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