Foot soldiers lift their weary gaze,
Seeking a silhouette outlined in the haze.
Days without number, forfeiting slumber,
They owe him yet, an unnamed debt.
Faster and farther, his saddle his home.
Untold legions in godforsaken regions.
His steed beneath, a warrior reborn,
Breath mingling in the damp early morn.
Horse and man race across desert plains
Facing hazards and ghostly terrains
Genghis left his legacy of horses in war
Bringing forth a man held in awe
He whispers, words lost to the ears of man
But the horse knows and rears once again
Restlessness drives them both on
To run through the night.
Knowledge is spawned of the
impending fight
Instincts link man and beast as they ride
Fortune is fickle and turns with the tide
His brother in arms, a valiant friend
Epic horse warrior……
Story without end.