Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal had or 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?
-William Blake, 1794
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There's more...of the poem...but that's all I will include here...
Easy to get mesmerized by the perfection of the tiger...strength, beauty..
heck...every day is filled with mesmerizing things....things as small as...a bee...as large as the universe...and all those things in between.
and....then, the spark of light inside....
To be in awe...
To see something so sublime, so powerful, to see it radiate, and burn...
to feel love...unconditional and know its brilliance....and wonder...marvel at the perfect form and function of it all....all of it.....how everything fits...works together...
this poem...its message...
amazement....deeper meanings....to wonder, to observe, no, rather...feel the power, the light shining and burning inside...
supernova brilliant....and explosion of power and energy... to celebrate it...share it....and shine it.
it is this powerful brilliance that shines and radiates here in this space....
with me and with you all....inner fire...ever blazing....this...is amazing.
Tyger, Tyger.... burn bright....
peace and love...and fire, let yours blaze hotter than imaginable...
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