A One-Act Drama in 3 Scenes
Themes: Consciousness, karma, nature, ego, love, ecological destruction, spiritual awakening
Characters:
The Seeker – a curious, restless individual in search of truth.
The Voice – a non-physical, timeless consciousness (can be off-stage or echoing voice).
Tree Spirit – an ancient consciousness of nature, calm and wise.
Shadow – a fragmented version of the Seeker’s ego/self, sometimes helpful, sometimes misleading.
(Stage: A dimly lit, mirrorless room. A single tree stands center-stage. The Seeker enters, looking around.)
Seeker:
Where am I? No doors… no windows… no reflection. Just… silence.
Voice (echoes):
You are in the space before form. Before identity. Here, you cannot see yourself as you once did.
Seeker:
Who’s speaking?
Voice:
The one you always were, before you gave yourself a name.
Seeker:
This place… it feels familiar and strange. There’s no time, yet I feel a thousand moments ticking inside me.
Voice:
Because you are both cause and consequence. You have arrived at your karma—not as judgment, but as memory.
(Shadow appears. Flickering lights suggest internal conflict. The Tree Spirit stands silent but glowing.)
Shadow:
Why listen to voices you can’t see? You're real. You have desires. Progress. Power. Legacy. That’s all that matters.
Seeker:
But… every time I consumed, the hunger grew louder. I carved the earth and built monuments of steel, yet I lost my reflection in the smoke.
Shadow:
Reflection is illusion! What you take, you own. What you dominate, you become master of.
Tree Spirit (softly):
No. What you take becomes you. And if you take without love, you rot from within.
Seeker (turns):
Who are you?
Tree Spirit:
I am your forgotten rhythm. I was the breath in the first forest you walked. I am what your ancestors once spoke to before they learned to speak.
Seeker:
Then why is the world burning?
Tree Spirit:
Because love was unlearned. Because karma was seen as myth, not mirror. Because you confused God with ego, and prayer with profit.
(The room slowly brightens. A tree sapling appears at the Seeker’s feet.)
Voice:
Now choose: Love or Hate. Create or Destroy. You are the link between energy and action. Your noticing… makes reality.
Shadow (fading):
If you plant, you’ll lose yourself. You’ll never be “great.” You’ll vanish into the soil…
Seeker (quietly):
Then let me vanish. Let me become what grows.
(The Seeker kneels and plants the sapling. Light engulfs the stage.)
Tree Spirit:
The seed is prayer. The care is worship. And in giving… you finally receive yourself.
Voice:
And so… Karma continues. Not as punishment. But as presence. In every breath, choice, and leaf.
(Curtain closes slowly. Soft sound of wind through trees.)
Minimalist stage design (to represent the timeless realm).
Lighting and sound play crucial roles in creating atmosphere (e.g., rustling leaves, distant heartbeats, ambient tones).
Shadow can be portrayed through movement or lighting rather than costume, depending on budget.
Could be adapted for school, college, or spiritual theater.
Would you like a longer version or one written in classical Sanskrit/Indian theater style (like Natya or Kathakali)? Or should I adapt this for a modern screenplay format?