Falcon Sweeping Down

Nestled in his lofty perch 
Among such Spartan furnishings 
He contemplates the oneness of 
His single-minded quest.

To triumph every battle, 
To conquer every prey, 
To hover in the clouds and know 
He is above the best

The swiftness of his crushing jaw, 
His talons strong and sure, 
The unrelenting tenure of 
His vast tenacity, 
The beauty of his flawless flight, 
This fateful knight of doom 
Bounding and rebounding 
Between fear and anarchy.

Oh, shall I see or ever know 
A knight of more renown 
Who rides the air of chivalry, 
This falcon sweeping down.

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