Friday, May 18, 2012

What is life?


        It is the flash of a firefly in the night.
It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime.
It is the little shadow which runs across
the grass and loses itself in the sunset. 

- Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator (1826 – 1890)

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Hold On


Hold on to what is good,
Even if it's a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe,
Even if it's a tree that stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do,
Even if it's a long way from here.
Hold on to your life,
Even if it's easier to let go.
Hold on to my hand.
Even if someday I'll be gone away from you.

- Pueblo Indian Prayer