The Lion and the Lamb

I saw a Tiger's golden flank, I saw what food he ate, By a desert spring he drank; The Tiger's name was Hate.

Then I saw a placid Lamb Lying fast asleep; Like a river from its dam Flashed the Tiger's leap.

I saw a Lion tawny-red, Terrible and brave; The Tiger's leap overhead Broke like a wave.

In sand below or sun above He faded like a flame. The Lamb said, "I am Love"; "Lion, tell your name."

The Lion's voice thundering Shook his vaulted breast, "I am Love. By this spring, Brother, let us rest."