The Piper at the Gates of Dawn is the title of the 7th chapter of Kenneth Grahame's
The Wind In The Willows (and yes, an excellent album, too). I read it for the first time last night, and was kind of moved by it.
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The chapter is part of a
book about paganism that I'm reading. (No, I'm not getting ready to hand in my athiest card. I just have several friends and a cousin who practice paganism, and so I want to learn more about it.)
Not only is it a sweet story (Mole and Rat search for the son of Otter, who's gone missing), but the intense descriptions of nature and, finally, the imagery about a force in nature that is looking out for those who are under its care, are just really beautiful, IMO.