13x13 Acrylic on Canvas

Amidst the hallowed halls of St. Peter's grand,

Where echoes of devoutness softly sing,

A pope astride a tiger makes his stand,

Astride the beast, a holy, fearsome king.

Through marble corridors, they boldly stride,

Where echoes of their footsteps interlace,

Their presence fills the sacred space with pride,

As tiger's grace and pope's serene embrace.

The pontiff's hand extends in benediction,

While tiger's gaze holds both awe and respect,

In this unlikely, divine contradiction,

Faith and wildness in harmony connect.

For in this scene, where sacred meets the wild,

The pope and tiger share a bond, beguiled.