Around the fire’s glow, the silent night
Pressed closer and closer to the dying flame,
And in the narrowing circle of its light
Closer and closer to its heart we came.
Wood and water, wind and tree,
Wisdom, strength and courtesy,
As darkness moves in on our circle of light,
We join closer together with friends new and old.
The friendship and warmth that we’ve found here tonight
In years will be treasured more highly than gold.

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