Dragon

To catch a dragon    
In times past    
One must pass through viridian forests    
Of vaulted beech, wide pillared halls of sentience whispering in high speech    
No sentence understood, no understanding reached    
Go quietly before something comes    
Creep silently with sword sheathed    
This knight abroad at night faring far into the east    
If one makes it past    
this peril then upon your quest    
You must cross a vermillion desert to progress    
Pass empty clay cities and stone God eyes that cannot look    
Sands of time shifting underfoot    
each step a hour though the sun stays still, each stride a battle of your will  
Nine years long, this long bearded hero took    
until before you    
The last test to pass    
Vast violet mountains still to climb    
there the serpent sleeps    
deep in a cave upon the steepest glass like peak    
Be brave strong knight least thy knees go weak    
Be ready with the wizard's leash    
Alive in your hands as you must sneak    
Behold the dragon in it's glory!    
sleek hued scales green, red and purple blue like in the stories    
sinuous, with powerful limbs and dagger claws    
a slumbering terror with pointed tail curled round black wings of folded leather    
up now to the beasts monstrous horned head you quickly slip the magic tether    
All of this in times past    
To rein a dragon    
To ride at last    
To fly into legends    
Is a forgotten art