Savour the day, embrace the warmth in life’s fire.
Look, dervishes magnetically swirl in bridal pale,
Rise, my friend; dance, dance till the embers expire.

No future-fretting; it's shrouded, that ending you admire.
Let fingers trace life’s pattern, morsels even lurk in braille,
Savour the day, embrace the warmth in life’s fire.

Take it from me; its new found tastes that inspire.
Imbibe the draughts and dregs in existence’s ale,
Rise, my friend; dance, dance till the embers expire.

Summer aromas fated to fade autumnal in your shire.
If future fears paralyze, scents get curdled and stale,
Savour the day, embrace the warmth in life’s fire. 

Ceaselessly attuned for the passing bell crier?
Don’t; that last zephyr masquerades as a gale,
Rise, my friend; dance, dance till the embers expire. 

Born betrothed to cold ashes on a funeral pyre.
Will veiled dreams really ignite when thoughts fail?
Savour the day, embrace the warmth in life’s fire,
Rise, my friend; dance, dance till the embers expire.