Is My Question the Same as Blake's?
The question embedded in the poem that is --
Tyger, tyger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
We are asked to stand in awe of God's magnificent yet terrifying handiwork. But beyond that we are asked what kind of God could leave us defenseless on this landscape with the tiger, who is wont to lie in wait when our wives and daughters take the trail down to the river, out of necessity, "in the forests of the night."
And how much more terrible, now, to look into the eye of the shape-shifting tiger and to see, in addition to cold malevolence, an intelligence that has evolved for millions of years beyond our own. "This is not a beast but a demi-god!" Do we really think that there is a benevolent Higher God who stands behind him? What is the narrative that might explain this in a way that gives comfort?