along the hull, the waves begin to wrinkle.

Skies slowly brighten as colored rays peek over mountains.

Sunlight plays as the water ripples.

Land becomes sea, an open plain.

Phosphorous sparkles as the hull cuts through the dark water,

skies slowly brighten as the colored rays peek over the mountains.

As the wind dies, the air becomes stale, the day hotter.

Harbor lights twinkle from a deceptive distance.

Phosphorous sparkles as the hull cuts through the dark water.

A warm wind races off the land, the boat tips in a glance.

Warning lights flash from the lighthouse.

Harbor lights twinkle from a deceptive distance.

Taking a wave head on, a wonderful douse.

Warning lights flash from the lighthouse.

Moonlight guides the sails through the sea.

Raising the sail, allowing the wind to guide me.