Two archers chanced to meet in a meadow one day. One came from the East and carried a finely made long bow of supple yew wood. His arrows were slender and well tuned, pointed with dark obsidian, and fletched with the strong pinions of the wild turkey. The second archer was from the western mountains. He possessed a short, strongly recurved hunting bow made from Osage wood, a weapon common among the mountain hunters. His straight and sturdy arrows were tipped with flint and fletched with eagle feathers. The two archers stood discussing the relative merits of their bows for a few minutes. Finally, deciding to test their cast, the two simultaneously released their arrows into the sky. For a moment the two arrows followed separate courses, possibly due to some vagary of the wind or a slight difference in the angle of their release. Then, as if in response to some mystic force, the two shafts converged upon the same flight path and rose side-by-side into the brilliant blue heaven until
Does anyone know the name of this parable.?
I've never heard of this before, but it's a beautiful story.
Probably called "The Parable of Two Arrows".
Reply:I like it, probably Robin Hood chatting with Willy Tell.
Reply:My guess, 'differences can become one'.
Reply:No I do not know. Very nice though.
Reply:I do not think I have ever heard that one either.
Reply:I do not know the name.
Very nice...enjoyable reading
Reply:Sorry Dear ... I can't say that I do... Nice reading though! Thanks! Hugs, Scoot
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