Monochrome was the intoxicating theme that night. The toe-tickling grains of sand Awash in the full moon’s glow, Stretched to infinity. . The milky orb’s kiss, Ruffled the serene sea, Arousing uncharacteristic, tumultuous tides -an unconvincing, weak protest. The distant palm trees, Danced with reckless abandon, In tune to the thunderous drums, Of the mighty,…