Dawnings
The grass it do grow
By Nicholas Hooper
The grass it do grow
and I really don’t know
how it grows, how it grows,
growing so high
it might reach the sky
heaven knows, heaven knows
as the green reaches up
the ground is its cup
feeding earth, feeding earth
as its green leaves reply
to the call of the sky
for all it’s worth, for all it’s worth.
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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