Boons

On the top of a mount...
There you stand aloof
Waiting for the Knight
On its eerie roof
Snow and spikes about.

You have come that far,
Touch of a smile on face,
Waiting for a star
Shoot and change your fate.

You may still be right:
He is coming soon,
Your mind-brooding Knight,
Answer to all boons
On the top of a mount...

Heed!
Right from bluish stars
He descends to you,
Overcasting view,
and the sky goes out...

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Constantza, 08-11-1997
Odessa, 28-01-2017