Dawnings
The clearing
By Nicholas Hooper
I imagine the sunlight glinting on the bark of the trees that surround me
Silent sentinels they stand, keeping guard over this space
It’s my space and as I lie back in the soft, warm grass
I watch the clouds drift overhead as they appear, taking their entrance
on a stage formed by the circle of tall trees
the only sound that greets my ears is the rustle of leaves
brushed and led by a breeze that breathes like the earth breathing
and I can rest in this clearing till it’s time…
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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