Tyger! Tyger!

Image: Pixabay, Kenneth Schulze

It's almost two years since I started this blog. It's been a while since my last posting.

Recently, I was in a car crash. A moose ran onto the road and hit my car, the poor thing. Or rather, I crashed into it as it was crossing the road. The poor creature hit my door, the driver's door, rolled over the roof and continued on its way. At 80 kms per hour, there's really nothing you can do if they are right there. Well, I managed to hit the brakes maybe for some parts of a second before the crash.

I'm still here! Still alive. Not all survive to tell their story.

I wish to go back to my first posting, The Tyger, by William Blake.

The Tyger/ William Blake (1757 - 1827)

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright,

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand and eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies,

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?

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

Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears,

And watered Heaven with their tears,

Did He smile His work to see?

Did He who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?