Roaring fire burning bright,
Dancing merry through the night.
Speech and song run sweet and long,
Everbathed in glowing light.
Gentle fire under star,
Warming trav’lers from lands afar.
Crystal clear ring cries of cheer‿
While flames flick’ring play on logs smoke-charred.
Raging fire blazing bold,
Greedy tongues lick red and gold.
Bones black’ned bleak, beams break and creak‿
Now blighted ruin lies dead and cold.
Failing fire in the morn,
Buried embers die forlorn.
What once was fair turns lifeless bare,
Yet deep ash-smoth’red, a spark is born.
