The Moon Is Full Again

I have seen this wistful night before A night filled with awe and rigidity Trees hugging one another in the dark Stone faces stare blindly into the sea bed imploring the depth of the ocean And hundreds of fish swim blindly ashore The moonlight burst through the solemn sky while big fish rides harmoniously on high strong current hurl them to the surface As the anxious fisherman takes a deep breath and carefully gather his big net Tall trees singing in the mystical breeze looking rather comfortable and at ease While the whisperer flirts around the room Trying desperately to get everyone in tune Poker face sits quietly at the back threading upon the frozen rock while the sun goes down on its tired back I felt somewhat amused at everyone's attitude Beethoven was a perfect choice It made many of them rolled dice Some seize the moment to take a nap While others use the time to chat I watched them scrambled along the secret path waiting for the symphony to start cars kept going round and round the bend I kept wondering when it was going to end Mighty men anchored down in Rolls-Royce looking skeptical and swinging their tired bodies Their feet have touched the sacred ground It made them all spellbound Everyone suddenly wants a slice of the pudding The trees come alive all the doors opened wide And everyone starts running after the Rolls-Royce The entire world is singing an unfamiliar hymn They are desperately trying to learn the new rhythm Daylight peeps meticulously through the magnifying door The moon is full and you must explore