In the Circlet of Fire..

In the heart of the forest
In the dead of the night...
In so stark a silence
That fills the heart with fright.

Come and you a strange sight behold..
The dance of the deer in the circlet of fire..
Come one, come all...
To see the strange dance
The dance of the deer in the circlet of fire..

The squirrel comes out of the hole.
The rabbit pops from the burrow
The bear and the tiger too arrive
And watch in unison, the wondrous sight..

Near the thick of the woods,
In the clearing of dried grass
A solitary deer..

Within the Circlet of Fire..

It sways forward and backward
And goes round and round
Never once does it stop..
In a strange ritualistic dance, it moves around

With the resounding music of crackling flames..
The dance of the deer in the circlet of fire..
Come one, come all...
To see the strange dance
The dance of the deer in the circlet of fire..

With time, ebbed the patience and the wonder
So arose and left, the spectators
And the deer danced alone
As the fire closed in, singeing into its very own skin

With the resounding music of crackling flames..
The dance of the deer in the circlet of fire..
None saw nor felt the thud of its heart
As it danced for its life..
The dance of the deer in the circlet of fire..