By Nicholas Hooper
The hardest thing is waiting
Not knowing what comes next
The unknown fear, the untold lie.
What can be done while waiting?
Life is on halt, no action now
But waiting with a kind heart.
Mind doesn’t like stopping
So races around finding all
Those things that could go wrong.
But wait, wait in peace
Breathe, breathe and in that moment
See a window to eternity.
“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