Thanks for the explanation. I'm both mystified and fascinated. Amal's beautiful description The divine deadly Tyger goes burning through the huge and labyrinthine cold and sinister darkness of being from whose forests of night rebellious star-angels glitter in their armed hostility. reminds me of these ringing words, written about a century ago, by the noblest son of India: Mother Durga! Thou art Kali, naked, garlanded with human heads, sword in hand, thou slayest the Asura. Goddess, do thou slay with thy pitiless cry the enemies who dwell within us, may none remain alive there, not one. May we become pure and spotless, this is our prayer. O Mother, make thyself manifest.