they knew of the end.. I love to quote Chief Joseph.. he is from my tribe…
“We live, we die, and like the grass and trees, renew ourselves from the soft clods of the grave. Stones crumble and decay, faiths grow old and they are forgotten but new beliefs are born. The faith of the villages is dust now…but it will grow again….like the trees. May serenity circle on silent wings and catch the whisper of the winds.” Chief Joseph of the Nez Perce
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they knew of the end.. I love to quote Chief Joseph.. he is from my tribe…
“We live, we die, and like the grass and trees, renew ourselves from the soft clods of the grave. Stones crumble and decay, faiths grow old and they are forgotten but new beliefs are born. The faith of the villages is dust now…but it will grow again….like the trees. May serenity circle on silent wings and catch the whisper of the winds.” Chief Joseph of the Nez Percethat is so beautiful linaji! i love seeing this comment under the art. thank you so much
Beautiful colaboration you two!! Art and Words just reflect each other so well!