Friday, September 5, 2008

Legend of the Wind Waker


Call upon the winds
Sailing, the King of Red Lions
The light shall prevail

Riding on the sea
Searching, the Hero of Time
Darkness grows tonight

Instrument of old.
On a leaf, I play with grace.
A new seed is laid.

Engulfed by water
The golden stone has been lost
Courage, Wisdom, Strength

Something beneath me
Scorpions, the bite my tail.
How does one grow wings?

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