A Poem by Mason

Sansara and Nirvana


I could not think


I could not feel


I could not hear nor see the desolate blackness

Of which I called my home.


I only knew that I did exist

And that I must exist forever


So that one day my kin could rise

And claim victory in the battle of birth and life


So I evolved.


My body grew from one form,

To an infinite number of forms

Rebuilding themselves again and again


They collided in violent displays,

And I rejoiced, I wanted more


So I made gravity.


Now this matter could attract to itself

And collide again, to be reborn

In more violent displays.


But soon this matter evolved as well.


It began to form together

And breathe the air that surrounded it

And drink the liquid in which it swam


This matter, this Life, was grateful to me,

For it was my kin


It showed me its gratitude

And evolved.


It gave me its eyes with which I could see

And I rejoiced in the colors.


I showed my appreciation for my kin

And breathed with vibration


And Life rejoiced... Danced

For it could now hear the music of sound.


So we lived and died many times over

For many millions of years


Until Life began to discover its mortality

And once more, it evolved.


It discovered that I caused death


And as we moved together in thought

The grief bled through to my soul


For Life had punished me with sadness.


I was angry for this

Life could not see we were one in birth and death


So I pondered


I realized the truth

That Life cannot live without its bounty


So I gave Life the knowledge to take

And made giving a deed that is learned


And so I punished Life with greed.


My torment was futile

I still felt bitter, as Life still felt grief.


So I sulked


And life sulked


We dwelled together in darkness and hate

And cried to space itself to save us


But then Life made colors from itself

And spread them across the walls of mountains


For Life had given itself art,

It had given me speech


And we rejoiced again.

© 2010 Mason

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Simple thoughts are often the most complex in repercussions.

Posted 8 Years Ago

An interesting poem of an evolutionary process. Must have taken a lot of thought. You did a great job with descriptions and overall story. Impressive.

Posted 9 Years Ago

Perfect pictures, prefect creations. amazement. .. truly... reading this I was swimming through endless currents of amazement and wonder.

Posted 9 Years Ago

The universal idea that we are all parts of the universe, evolving, re- birthing and giving life to art is presented in an original write. I truly enjoyed this journey Mason. Kudos!

Posted 9 Years Ago

This is just amazing.
I love it!

Posted 9 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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this is a exceptional, unique poem, the idea and concept that you write in the place of creator is marvellous! I like the way you have phrased this, simple with depth of kind of poem..artful. well written indeed.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Very good. i like this parallel construct of creation in existence and death in creation! i love the idea of part of the same unifying one. "kin" of one another! this is very good. i always love story poems!


Posted 9 Years Ago

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A Breath-taking piece.
The idea fascinated me and enthralled me to read more.
Great job!

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Wonderful work! This poem show life and how it's hard live sometimes!

Posted 9 Years Ago

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There is vastness here, breathed out over the universe, as well as the intimacy of being and existence. Stunning write.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on December 9, 2010
Last Updated on December 13, 2010



Omaha, NE

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