
The
Wolves Within - Author Unknown
An old Grandfather
said to his
grandson,
who came to him with anger
at a friend
who
had done him an injustice,
"Let me tell you a story.
I too, at times,
have felt a
great hate
for those
that have taken so much,
with no
sorrow for what they do.
But hate wears you
down,
and does not hurt your enemy.
It is like taking
poison
and
wishing your
enemy would die.
"I have struggled
with these
feelings
many times."
He continued, "It is as
if
there are two wolves inside me;
one
is good and does no harm.
He lives in
harmony
with all around him
and
does not take
offense
when no offense was intended.
He
will only fight when
it is right to do so,
and in the
right way.
But
the other
wolf,
ah!
He is full of anger.
The littlest
thing
will send him into a fit of temper.
He fights
everyone,
all the
time,
for no reason.
He cannot
think
because his anger
and
hate are so great.
It
is helpless anger,
for his anger will change nothing.
Sometimes it is
hard
to live with these two wolves inside
me,
for both of them
try to dominate my
spirit."
The boy looked
intently
into his Grandfather's eyes
and asked,
"Which one wins,
Grandfather?"
The Grandfather smiled
and quietly
said,
"The one I feed."

