How brightly glow the burning coals
As I stoop to tend the fire;
And as the coals are drawn in close
The flames grow ever higher.
But as I stir the fire, I see
One small, bright coal alone.
It must have dropped and rolled away
and now it's on its own.
And as I watch that ember lone
Its color starts to fade.
-For coals cannot survive alone;
each needs another's aid.
'Tis thus we need each other, too;
We cannot, though we try
Shine brightly in this world without
Another's warmth nearby!