Rebecca's Reading Room

Rebecca Budd

Welcome to my Reading Room where stories dwell and words ignite our imagination. Rebecca’s Reading room is a virtual space that has been set aside for reading and reflection. It is a place where stories and poetry are given voice. I am your host, Rebecca Budd. I look forward to sharing these moments with you

  1. Jul 3

    The Drowsy World Dreams On by Walter Everette Hawkins

    S6 E14: The Drowsy World Dreams On by Walter Everette Hawkins Welcome to Rebecca’s Reading Room. Today’s reflection began during a quiet walk through the campus of Simon Fraser University. I paused at the Trottier Observatory, surrounded by maps of the stars and the turning seasons, while students passed by on their way to class. In that moment, I was carried back to my own university days and reminded of how quickly time moves, and how easily life’s tender moments can pass unnoticed. From that experience came the memory of a beautiful poem by Walter Everette Hawkins, The Drowsy World Dreams On—a gentle meditation on beauty, passing time, and the importance of remaining awake to the gifts of the present moment. Thank you for joining me in the Reading Room. Rebecca 📚Rebecca’s Reading Room The Drowsy World Dreams On by Walter Everette Hawkins A flower bloomed out on a woodland hill, A song rose up from the woodland rill; But the floweret bloomed but to wither away, And no man heard what the stream had to say, For the drowsy world dreamed on. Thro the frills of a curtain a moonbeam crept, Till it fell on the crib where a nursling slept; And a whisper and smile lit a wee dimpled face, But none save the angels their beauty could trace, For the drowsy world dreamed on. A wee bird piped out mid the corn, A rose bloomed out beneath the thorn; But the scent of the rose and the birdling’s lay On the winds of the morning were wafted away While the drowsy world dreamed on. And the drowsy old world’s growing gloomy and gray, While the joys that are sweetest are passing away; And the charms that inspire like the picture of dawn Are but playthings of Time—they gleam and are gone, While the drowsy world dreams on. Photography and Recitation by Rebecca Budd Music by Epidemic Sound “One Voice” Johannes Bornlöf https://www.epidemicsound.com/music/tracks/c81da105-dd17-4aba-b43d-ca2a6df2f434/ Location: Simon Fraser University, Burnaby Campus Note: The last phrase “The Drowsy World Dreamed On” should be read “The Drowsy World Dreams On.”

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Welcome to my Reading Room where stories dwell and words ignite our imagination. Rebecca’s Reading room is a virtual space that has been set aside for reading and reflection. It is a place where stories and poetry are given voice. I am your host, Rebecca Budd. I look forward to sharing these moments with you