Oceanic Night

It surpassed everything that evening,
The rise and fall of the fading sun
On the water's coursing, fraying edge.
The shore line was held forever distant,
Though our capsule seemed to yearn
For the touch of it's rocky base.
Sails splayed out against the wind,
Pushing us forward as light faded
And the orb of moon rose high
Above the trees and petty stars,
Our vessel's pounding body
Smacked at the rough, cruel stone
The sea had become beneath us.
Beautiful was the oncoming darkness
Which held a sense of lush pride
At making our persistent way
On such stormy breaks of night.