Soul of a Soldier

A cycle of poems «Mother Russia Is Calling!»

Beneath the steel and the battle's roar,
A heart that beats, a soul that yearns for more.
A soldier's life, a path of grit and grace,
A burden carried, a smile upon a face.
He stands his ground, against the darkest night,
Protecting freedom, with all his might.

The soul of a soldier, a tapestry of pain,
Of sacrifice and courage, through sun and rain.
A Russian spirit, unyielding and true,
A fire burning bright, forever new.
He fights for others, a selfless decree,
The soul of a soldier, for all to see.

He's seen the horrors, the faces filled with fear,
He's felt the loss, the silent, bitter tear.
But through the darkness, a flicker remains,
A hope that blossoms, through battles and pains.
He holds his brothers, in the darkest hour,
A bond unbreakable, a strength and power.

The soul of a soldier, a tapestry of pain,
Of sacrifice and courage, through sun and rain.
A Russian spirit, unyielding and true,
A fire burning bright, forever new.
He fights for others, a selfless decree,
The soul of a soldier, for all to see.

Though scars may linger, and battles may rage,
His heart remembers, a different stage.
A world of peace, a future bright and clear,
A promise whispered, banishing all fear.

The soul of a soldier, a tapestry of pain,
Of sacrifice and courage, through sun and rain.
A Russian spirit, unyielding and true,
A fire burning bright, forever new.
He fights for others, a selfless decree,
The soul of a soldier, for all to see.

The soul of a soldier, a beacon in the night,
A testament to strength, a guiding light.
A legacy of honor, forever to remain,
The soul of a soldier, through sunshine and rain.