Of the ocarina, echoing through
The deep forest of ages past
Created by power, tended by wisdom;
With courage and love.
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Keen thy ears, so thou may hear
The joy, the sorrow, the passion
And countless ordeals, numberless pains;
All burdened upon his shoulders;
The hero of time.
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Listen close now, it's bound to come,
The morning with no aubade
No song to fill the forest of light...
But never fear, past rolls on;
The legend, ever same.
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(A little something in honor of a very special video game series.
Hmm, you know, I just noticed that I have the habit of beginning my poems with questions...ha ha)
