Waxing Poetic

I just have to write down some words to try to describe how beautiful it is to be out here on this yacht, in the middle of the Med, at night, under a full moon. On the port side, where the moon is, the light shimmering off the water allows you to see just how calm it is. The way it lights up and kind of sparkles off the wake of the ship is incredible. It kind of reminds me of mercury - how it moves, separates and comes back together. The way the light plays on the water is like that, it breaks apart then comes back together. Nothing but dark and calm as far as you can see. The water kind of reminds me of an immense sheet of black silk billowing as if s gentle breeze is snaking below it. Speaking of breezes, the air is so crisp and fresh, but not cold. On the starboard side you can see tons of...stars! Without the light from the moon, it's darker on this side so you can see more stars. I could easily identify Ursa Major and Cygnus. We're far enough away form land that you can't see lights on shore so it's pure black beyond where our lights reach.

I could just stand at the railing and stare out at the sea all night.

I might.