The moonlight danced by herself,
She sang to the winds gently
A sudden gust grabbed the air
And the apprehensive breathing took a dare.
Man’s audience had lost it all,
Too busy to sense the atmosphere.
The fragrance of change was lost.
So the moonlight in its splendour lost.
Man will consult the stars above.
Fate is found in the stars.
The pensive mood will not clear,
Fate is spelt by the stars.
The moonlight sings a forlorn song.
As man swings in the orbit of the Gods.
The heavans sparkle with the stars.
Man lives merely on planet earth!