this living field

By Nicholas Hooper

It grows, this living field
and in its growing it spreads flowers and seeds everywhere
it seems like nothing can stop it as it spreads and spreads.

The lush grass tilts, its height weighing it down
and speckled leaves make a carpet for old feet that know.

Lie down in this meadow and look to the sky.
The sun and clouds are life circling round
and giving us all that we need to grow and live.

But be careful,
this life, this growth can be stopped.
The grass can die, the flowers can fade and the sun can burn.

We, with all our knowledge
can spoil and ruin this living field.
So stop, think and be aware, and protect this field with all your might.



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