Monday, January 21, 2008


“A fight is going on inside of me,”
Confided once an elder Cherokee
To his grandchildren, hearkening to his tale,
“Between two wolves,” he said, and they turned pale.

“One wolf stands for my anger, envy, fear,
My sorrow, greed, regret and guilt, right here”
(He touched his heart) “my arrogance and lies,
All which from ego and false pride arise.

The other wolf stands for humility,
For joy and peace and generosity,
For friendship, love, kindness and empathy,
Compassion, hope, truth, faith, serenity.

These wolves inhabit you and all our breed.”
“Which one will win?” they asked.
                                       “The one you feed.”