Deep within me there seems to be a tiger sleeping.
The personna of a peacefull dove is one i be keeping.
My mind cries out in anger as my heart tempers the words
I speak. There are times that my heart begins to waver and it
is weak. The Tiger Comes out to devour all who oppose it until
the heart regains controll.
Then I the from the guilt and it is slowly taking it’s toll.
The tiger is strong but my will to be a good man is stronger.
I know Soon the tiger must not be within me any longer.
For only one can be within me, either the tiger or the dove.
So in the end I choose not anger but choose unconditional love.
Can i defeat the tiger within me or will it devour me?
Will love tame the beast or will the beast be set free?
Either way it will be what i decide for i am the master of my fate.
And i will not give into the age old lie of that it may be to late.
- BETH WILSON: Facing the Tiger in Your Basement (kitsapsun.com)