The sound of magic

By Nicholas Hooper

A cacophony
A polyphony
No monotony
Just a symphony

The sound of a magic time greets me
As a hundred birds vie for their place
In the song world of a dawn chorus

Blown away
Flown away
The song has gone
Till another day

My heart yearns for another dawn
When I can listen to tiny feathered pipes
Singing an organ and making

The sound of magic again



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