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Masterpiece

Conscious mind is limited; sub-conscience mind delimited, superconscious mind unlimited— veiled realm that touches and enshrouds, mass of knowledge: infinite…pervasive…absolute. What has been, is now or yet to be lies here, commended by eternity’s blessing. Cannot be seen, yet watches. Cannot be touched, but feels. Cannot be heard, but listens. Though pervasive, yet is glimpsed by few. And still, presumption that our senses will attune to this exalted realm, we lift our pens and sit to write a masterpiece.

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Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 11/24/2014 4:40:00 PM

We are all capable of tuning in to that universal consciousness rather we are aware of it or not. Your poem states that vividly and creatively. Bravo! I so closely identified with this special piece Mark. #7

Lucilla Carrillo

Date: 6/17/2014 11:33:00 AM

Hi Mark; This is a master piece of a poem. I still have to write my master piece. Thanks for sharing,,,, Lucilla

Mark Peterson
Date: 6/17/2014 1:32:00 PM

Isn't it fun when poetry arises in the mind? Thanks so much for confirming my muse.

Daver Austin

Date: 5/1/2014 10:32:00 AM

Yes, and then there is automatic writing which, surprisingly works. Enjoyed. daver

Mark Peterson
Date: 5/1/2014 11:53:00 AM

Thanks, Daver. How I wish my poetry would automatically write itself. But when the muse hovers near, the lines will often flow without much effort. At other times, I've actually perspired when trying to write a simple couplet.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/30/2014 7:48:00 PM

finally read your comment to me down herel!! I'm on my way off. GOtta hurry and get dinner going. See ya later, alligator.

Mark Peterson
Date: 5/1/2014 11:54:00 AM

Well, Andrea, you are indefatigable and leave few stones unturned. Thanks always for your efforts, particularly as they apply to paying attention to my efforts.

Leon Enriquez

Date: 4/26/2014 8:02:00 PM

Dear Mark: This is deep stuff in a nutshell. Nicely worded in a poem. A nirvana moment! Leon

Mark Peterson
Date: 4/27/2014 12:56:00 AM

Hey, Leon. Thanks for stopping by my page to comment. Much appreciated, especially when I hear that words summon nirvana! I want to take that ride myself.

Roy Jerden

Date: 4/26/2014 5:53:00 PM

How could I not read a poem with this title... Contemplating the ineffable, Plato's cave, if you will.. Well done, my friend.

Mark Peterson
Date: 4/26/2014 7:51:00 PM

Thanks so much, Roy, for bringing such cogent and coherent thoughts to bear upon this work. I wonder what the key characteristics of a true masterpiece would be and how many would agree. I suppose one might decide if the poem were still being read after all those who had once opined were deceased.

Mel Merrill

Date: 4/23/2014 12:33:00 AM

And it is. Nicely done my friend. Drop by sometime. Look forward to getting to know you. Mel :)

Mark Peterson
Date: 4/23/2014 1:04:00 AM

Hi Mel. Will definitely stop by. Thanks for your comment.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/17/2014 10:04:00 PM

a WOW poem! This reminds me of when my husband was seeing a doctor of alternative medicine and was told to "talk to his body" to try to heal it because the body could sense what the conscious mind could not even perceive. Anyway, I know you did not mean exactly that, but it made me think of that. Love how you related this to the possibility of a masterpiece.

Mark Peterson
Date: 4/23/2014 1:06:00 AM

Thought I had replied to this, so sorry to be dilatory. Anyway, thanks so much for commenting. The mind-body thing is something we know little about, but I'm certain healing powers lie within. Maybe our children can teach us how because they aren't cynical yet. And, yes, I said "sit to write" and not "sit and write."

S.Zaynab Kamoonpuri

Date: 4/16/2014 3:04:00 AM

Well great tutorial poem on how masterpieces are woven out of muse. Yor talent shows everytime, doff my indian lassie hats off to yah.

Mark Peterson
Date: 4/16/2014 11:51:00 AM

S.z, it is so good to see your name here, and I appreciate your comments so much. What a treasure to have moved someone with words. Gratitude.

Scott Thirtyseven

Date: 4/11/2014 7:16:00 AM

And may we all have luck. You've written a most enlightened piece here, the mind of the poet, well done.

Mark Peterson
Date: 4/11/2014 11:34:00 AM

Thank you so much, Scott. I've been rather inactive lately, as no rhyme has come to mind, and I slipped while walking the dogs, sprained my ankle and broke my leg. So my life is more like a disaster-piece rather than a masterpiece.

Lucilla Carrillo

Date: 3/27/2014 11:35:00 PM

This is a great poem. I don't know if I could ever write a master piece. I just write whatever comes to my mind. ... Lucilla

Mark Peterson
Date: 3/27/2014 11:48:00 PM

Thank you Lucilla. I haven't written a masterpiece. I wish I could. I wish everyone else could as well--something so profound and beautiful as to survive the ages. A few classics fit this description, and I marvel over their content. Otherwise, like you, I write what comes to mind. Nevertheless, I think it comes from an unseen realm.

Robert Johnson

Date: 3/16/2014 4:27:00 PM

We look inside to see what's there and hope it's more than air. And when we get things sorted out, we try not just to stare. Wonderful reach inside Mark. Good luck with your endeavors. Peace. :)

Mark Peterson
Date: 3/17/2014 2:28:00 PM

Thanks, Robert, for this wonderful, poetic response. In the face of enormity, we stare, reminding me that the Egyptian hieroglyph for infinity is a man with arms upraised and an astonished look on his face.

Robert Pettit

Date: 3/15/2014 11:13:00 PM

If we all stay attuned to our surroundings, we can all at least make a valiant attempt to come up with a masterpiece. Good write Mark.

Mark Peterson
Date: 3/15/2014 11:31:00 PM

Robert, thanks for asserting this sublime thought. This is what we are meant to do.