Since this poem review was rejected within reason, I present it here in full form. Note that this will be the last time I will writing a review in a poetic form, not because it is untraditional or it was rejected, but I feel that I have expressed everything that I needed to with this style with this poem. For a game that I find flawless, this is all that I can give:

Stop talking and thinking
And there is nothing
You will not be able to know.

The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time is One
Nothing is lacking and nothing in excess
Everything becomes clear and undisguised
And for once, Zen is not difficult to understand.

It is action speaking louder than words
It is the sound of the sky, of rivers and fields
It is the sword grasping peace with war
It is time passing through music
It is blood spilt clear on steel.

The fate, the challenge
Does not leave you to dream
A child of three jewels, of sun and dance
Fades beyond winter in your slumber
For six medallions unsaved
Ganondorf dreams in nightmares, past your memory and doubt
And Zelda is lost, forgotten to a lullaby
Purpose and guilt stain your hands.

But the Master Sword rests
Without tranquility
To awaken a savior bound
Bound to blade
To free your world of blight.

Frozen waterfalls, twisting branches
Fire cracks the mountainside
Shall you return, return to peace?
You walk in the land of the dead.

Fallen from heaven
You take the ground to save
Every dungeon and treasure will become
In changing, you find repose.

The bottle keeps, the spell spreads
The Hookshot sends, the boomerang returns
The fairy sings, the lens unveils
The weapon brings, the shield repels
The name of the bow is life, but its work is death.

Each, a note in a masterpiece
The Ocarina of Time
Transports you, reaches you
Reminds you
Every breath and fear
As you live before the end.

But cast the stones before it and you are free
To ride a stallion, for the breeze
To fish an afternoon, away
To stare upon the clearest lake
To beat the beaten path.

A single thought becomes a thousand years
A grain of sand, a shadow
One journey, one man.

Why, the essence captures you
When you try to stop
Your very effort fills you
The more you talk and think about it,
The further you wander from the truth.

The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time is perfect.
But it does not care itself so.

This truth is eternally valid
Yet some are unable to understand.
Not only before hearing it
But even after they have heard.

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	tristis_iranica - February 27, 2006 (12:59 PM) Are you Vegita in disguise? It is a nice poem, though.
	EmP - February 27, 2006 (01:05 PM) You should consider submiting it as a fanfic. At least then it will be on site in an official compacity.
	draqq_zyxx - February 27, 2006 (01:36 PM) Thanks, EmP. Lasthero also suggested such. So it should be on the submission queue as I write this.
	EmP - February 27, 2006 (04:20 PM) Lasty has been a thorn in my side for too long, and somethihg will be done about it soon! Yeah, saw it in the queue as I exited the blogs. Thought it was a bit quick. It's up as a fic now, anyway
	lasthero - February 27, 2006 (04:52 PM) Lasty has been a thorn in my side for too long, and somethihg will be done about it soon! Yeah, about that...remind me to send you my address so you'll know where to send the pay-off money to.
	bluberry - February 27, 2006 (05:12 PM) You gon' git raped.
	lasthero - February 27, 2006 (05:54 PM) Why, Boo, that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me.
	bluberry - February 27, 2006 (07:12 PM) Thanks, wankstain.
	lasthero - February 28, 2006 (05:48 AM) No problem, licker-of-wankstains.
	EmP - February 28, 2006 (09:24 AM) Why do you want Boo to lick you?
	tristis_iranica - February 28, 2006 (11:50 AM) Maybe he likes the feel of sandpaper?
	bluberry - February 28, 2006 (02:00 PM) Why wouldn't he, Emp?
	fighter86 - March 04, 2006 (03:13 PM) I wish I could write like that, that was amazing to me. The longest poem I ever wrote was A man named Joe broke his toe. Awful.