A Native American grandfather was talking to his grandson about how he felt about the WTC tragedy.
He said,"I feel as if I have two wolves fighting in my heart. One wolf is the vengeful, angry, violent one.
The other wolf is the loving, compassionate one." The grandson asked him, "Which one will win
the fight in your heart?" The grandfather answered, "The one I feed ."
When I started the Wolf's Run, it came to me that there was
a need for my place on the internet. Not for ego, but a forum
for my pictures and words of Prose and Poetry.
Understanding in the word and eye are key ingredients to
helping the soul soar. Like my brother and sister wolf, I too
seek the harmony of all life Mother Earth has to offer.
So here in my small corner, I will share with YOU....
as YOU are sharing with me by being here.
Peace to you brother and sister....
may you soar with the Eagle...
run with the Wolf...
and stand in the shadow of God...
thanks for being here with me.
-mitchellb
with my Nikon N90. She has kneeled for centuries above a cooper mine near
Silver City, New Mexico. Now they blast all to close, wanting more cooper.
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