Zavier & his Penelope Queen

Zavier & his Penelope Queen

All through time, he thought he knew
But he couldn’t even fathom
Couldn’t decipher, describe, discern
Damsel waiting for him
Embalmed by a dragon to be slew
Far from his own country
Great trials along the way
Heaven and hell to bar his path
Illness, poison, wounds
Jaguars in the forest
Killings in the fields
Leviathan in the ocean
Maelstroms in the skies
None of this could stop him
Or he would surely die
Penelope his princess
Queen would be today
Running was his stallion
Spurring was the man
Through day and night, he’d journeyed
Under dark and light of day
Verily he made it
Water in the moat
Xavial the dragon, came out this knight to smote
Young princess from her cell now free
Zavier and his Penelope Queen

Image Description: macro image of a pinecone in warm brown and black.