I saw a Tiger's golden flank, <br />I saw what food he ate, <br />By a desert spring he drank; <br />The Tiger's name was Hate. <br /> <br />Then I saw a placid Lamb <br />Lying fast asleep; <br />Like a river from its dam <br />Flashed the Tiger's leap. <br /> <br />I saw a lion tawny-red, <br />Terrible and brave; <br />The Tiger's leap overhead <br />Broke like a wave. <br /> <br />In sand below or sun above <br />He faded like a flame. <br />The Lamb said, "I am Love; <br />Lion, tell your name." <br /> <br />The Lion's voice thundering <br />Shook his vaulted breast, <br />"I am Love. By this spring, <br />Brother, let us rest."<br /><br />Elinor Morton Wylie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lion-and-the-lamb/
