seduction of silence

a bated breath.. the sparkle in the eyes.. glimpsing a flame it has long sought.. let us be here.. in this moment.. and rejoice.. the recognition of souls oceans apart.. that destiny made sure would help seek the flame within.. 

saw this movie y'day.. 'Seven Years in Tibet' .. really beautiful, the lure of the mountains.. the call of destiny.. a person so easy to dislike.. uncaring of anyone and anything around.. proud.. brash.. more and more he feels the hush.. the quietening of the 'outward' trivia.. and it's import.. seduced by the silence within.. and the peace he makes with himself.. in the company of a child lama.. enhancing the difference between feeding the ego.. and dissolving it.. the sheer foolhardiness of worry.. and attachments as possessions.. the value of every life form.. they think that they cannot kill worms.. or any living object.. because it could be their mother.. in a previous lifetime.. do we ever wonder while fighting these wars.. creating these boundaries.. where the souls depart.. and do they recognize boundaries as they take re-birth.. are we in fact killing a hindu soul.. or a muslim.. wish I could capture the sheer peace of those mountains and the simple souls out there.. living answers the rest desperately seek.. 

We try to look back and recognize ourselves.. finding in vain that same image.. ravaged through winds of time.. a breeze or storm.. all working towards us as we are now.. footsteps blown away.. fresh prints on the plane of our existence.. now here now there.. some strengthening.. merging into us.. till they leave us still struggling to find ourselves.. in the spaces.. left behind....