As sentiments turn to taste of ash,
silent inspiration hits loners grass.
With the coastal tides of December,
his philosophy was an ignited ember.

His solitude persecutes forms of ice
You sacrificed a vein to kiss, cut thrice
you loved the thrill of his ambiance
his proud emphasis and his absence.

A shaman is a Druid that abides
in a world of oddities run to half-hide,
a war of thrust and undue disclaim;
you were right through a cold frame.

The stars of Cosmos spelled on his path
was their ignorance or a blind wrath?
simple hum of bees in a sweet beehive
of a single barren, yew land, stars five.

Astounding was this Olympian hearth
the death of shaman declined of earth
an erudite spirit of Helios radiation,
and a red wine spill, refused oblation.