Iron Templar stanza (Стихи, не вошедшие в рубрики)

Big Iron Templar in the night,
When move on horse in night to fight,
When darkness world stand more and more,
Make ask me strong from hoary hoar:
“Last age is making burn to new!
My little fellow, where are you?!”

Novosibirsk 2010
© Oleg Kosarev