Poem of the Month

The poem that I'm posting today is one I didn't think I'd post for a while, but yesterday when I saw the Calvin and Hobbes comic strip I couldn't get it out of my mind.  I've long enjoyed "The Tiger," by William Blake; and yesterday felt really impressed and struck by it's message.  It is a poem about the great evil--Satan.  His is a perfect, symmetrical evil.  He has a beauty that is alluring (being a grand tiger) that draws in men, and completely destroys them.   He will never feel mercy for his victims.  His path set, and his way is sure--there is no weakness in his resolve to lead mankind to Hell.   While this may seem like an unlikely pick of an Easter Sunday, I feel it is really appropriate.  How overwhelmed the disciples of Christ must have felt those days after Christ's crucifixion, believing that Lucifer had won--how much sadness and despair must have filled their hearts.   How grateful I am for Christ's Atonement and his resurrection, knowing that through him and Heavenly Father's plan I can return to their presence--that this Tiger shall not prevail.   The Tiger by William Blake  b. 1757 - d. 1827 TIGER, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies	5
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder and what art
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?	10
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp	15
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears,
And water'd heaven with their tears,
Did He smile His work to see?
Did He who made the lamb make thee?	20
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?