THE WOLVES INSIDE

Two wolves lurk within us; the competing carnivores to metastasize our soul.

They are each born by our service and the history of our times.

They rest and sleep and feed within. Recessed in shadowy slumber.

The competition of divergent packs to be the gatekeepers of our soul.

They favor the dark and dawn of our furtive rest and at the slightest urge emerge.

They battle for our mind and the possession of our self.

Sometimes receding. Sometimes overwhelming. They ebb and flow with the meanderings of our mind.

Each pack perceives our weaknesses and strengths and gauges attack or recession. As we did so long ago.

One of these must lose or the cancer of conflict consumes the rest.

This is the law of nature and all in service will obey.

It is primordial: this struggle for our soul.

Competing packs, competing interests battle for our hand.

The marches through our mind. The objectives of our thoughts.

Which one to take our land?.

One savors the dark. The vicious ugly of our pasts.

The other favors light and love and the beauties to be regained at last.

The packs may ravage or restore us to what we might become.

The outcome of their struggle selects which pack is done.

An Alpha guides our future trek, and we are forced to follow.

One leads to light and joy and laughter and the other to the depths and hollow.

These competing wolves we harbor. The personal wolf packs of our past.

Choosing is hard for some, less so for many others.

Each pack is strong and fights for its position. Our internal conflicts in the divided soul of service men.

It quickly senses our momentary disposition; the potential outcome of the combat for our souls.

Which wolf emerges as the leader of the led?

It depends on us which pack is fed.

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