Old Man Under the Mountain, Reprised<\/p>\n
Mother, how may I keep Death away
\nwhen on our door he knocks?<\/p>\n
Son, he may only approach and harvest
\nsouls where death has existed before.<\/p>\n
Mother, how can this be, when even so much
\nas a swatted fly invites Death to visit?<\/p>\n
Son, dying is no longer possible
\nwhen Death’s effects can be reversed.<\/p>\n
Mother, then how can this be, when everyone
\nknows Death is final?<\/p>\n
Son, Old Man Under the Mountain
\nis shielded from Death beneath his golden dome.<\/p>\n
Then, dear Mother, I will find the Old Man,
\nI will bring you his shield, and then we will never part.<\/p>\n
The Old Man, he was difficult to find,
\nyet find him I finally did. The trickster,
\nhe trapped me and I took his place,
\nfar beneath stone, out of sight
\nof his golden dome in the sky.<\/p>\n
At long last I was released, a successor
\nthen took my place. I ascended stone steps
\nto the earth and sky once more;
\nI captured the sun and rain for my shield
\nand returned to my home once again.<\/p>\n
Dear Mother, I have returned! I joyously
\nproclaimed near our home,
\nbut Death, that trickster, had found her.
\nOld Man was Death, gone to see her
\nthe moment I freed him, the devil.
\nHe waited for me, still he sat in our door,
\nand Mother, dear Mother, was no more.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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