A memory of long ago

A memory of long ago

A memory of long before,
Non magic things and many more,
A seeker searching for his prize,
A fire dancing in his eyes,
His sharp gaze,
His subtle ways,
Enchanted most near,
Animals had no fear,
Except the ones he sought,
His prize he never bought,
Searching for talking flowers,
Wizards with great powers,
But none came his way,
But today,
On soft earth he does lay,
Recalls no more,
Of times before,
Of memories of long ago,
Intertwining fear and woe,
He rests his head,
And is dead.