Location: Passage to the BVI
A perfect night, so calm and bright,
As we sail away from Sabas sight.
The su dips low, a fiery hue
Pink and purple, melting through
The wind, a whisper in the air,
The waves, like glass, so soft, so fair.
The world so still, a quiet song,
Where time feels right, where we belong
The moon ascends with silver grace,
A glowing halo round its face
Over Saba, now far behind,
Its quiet shores leave peace of mind
As stars begin to softly glow,
The moon begins its final show.
A near full globe, now turning golf,
It sinks with stories left untold.
The night, a canvas deep and wide,
With every moment by our side.
A sailing dream, a perfect flight,
Under the stars, through endless night.