The explanation of this drawing is found in the last two stanzas of the poem, The Tiger, By William Blake, the 18th century poet and mystic. In this wonderfully simple poem by Blake, he asks the ultimate question, ‘How could a God, that is all good, create its opposite? How could a God that made the lamb, make the tiger?’ ‘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? Tiger, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?’