An Entertaining Musical Play a night of instruments Of gleaming big brass horns. Paint a picture full of nighttime air Of a golden harvest moon Blotted by the violet sky Filled with the lost sounds of insects Echoing throughout the darkness. Choreograph a dance of shadows Leaping here and there Laughing at themselves Challenging the frigid air. Let the woodwinds play the entré Act Delighting the audience But foreshadowing the hours before dawn. The solemn herons read their speech Telling of winter's strife. Mesmerizing cries fill the air A solo played by the morning songbirds Conducted by the first embers of light . . . A lone saxophone welcomes the glowing horizon Everything else is silent Hypnotized by the profoundness of the moment.