A babbling brook is calm and kind,
The waters of the ocean are wild and cruel,
A lake is smooth and still,
Rivers are rough and churning,
Your energy that flows through our lands,
Your energy that flows through our hearts,
Shows the side of you,
Most mortals never knew
You can can be kind,
But you can be cruel,
You can be calm,
But you can be wild,
You are a goddess,
But you are not perfect,
You can make mistakes,
But you do your duty with grace,
You bring us life,
But you can bring us death,
As brooks babble and oceans destroy,
As lakes stay still and Rivers churn,
You remain where you have been,
Trapped by Demise's curse,
To bring the light of Wisdom to the reincarnate of Hylia,
The cycle shall never end,
But neither shall you,
Your energy shall always flow,
It shall always bring life to the world,
To our hearts,
To you,
Every step you take takes you closer to the end,
But...
It is only the end...
Of the beginning...
What shall your choice be?
Shall babbling brooks continue to calm us with their kindness?
Shall the ocean still wreak wild havoc upon us cruelly?
Shall lakes remain smooth with their stillness?
Shall rivers churn roughly forever?
Shall your energy keep flowing through our lands for all eternity?
Shall you sacrifice yourself to give us life?
...
All these things show the sides of you,
Most mortals never knew,
For you are a goddess,
But you are not perfect,
Although you shall fail to walk the correct path every now and then,
Brooks shall still babble with calmness and kindness,
Oceans shall always destroy wildly with cruelty,
Lakes shall always remain smooth and still,
And Rivers shall always remain rough and churning,
Your energy shall still flow,
And we shall always live,
We shall always live to repay you,
Our beautiful Goddess of Life and Waters,
Nayru.