Three pillars

He is old, though mighty one,
carving stories into stones.
Beard silver shining,
bones burning frost.
He lived and fought for ages -- full of hardship like the deep below,
he searched for freedom and the youth flew away!
Eagle brought him freedom and now peace is in his soul,
the third pillar -- privileged mind -- gods let him know.
Bones cracking like a helmet, when the arms started to shake,
now seeing the pageant, he threw his sword into the lake.
When he was young he was gifted with the pillar -- strength.
With this pillar he smashed through the battles - fighting like a bear!
And it brought him new desire, to run over the fields.
To ask gods if like themselves, he could now be free!
Gods told him: be steady and be just like a wolf,
build another second pillar, sail out of our gulf.
When ship cracks like a helmet, then fortify your soul,
sharpen your mind like a blade, wisdom is your sword!
He´s been living and sailing for ages -- dark like the deep below,
searching for the wisdom, while the youth was flowing away...
As a demigod now he is free...!!!