Night Sky at Glass Window
The day was a 5-star day with amazing light and color turning into a million night light ray display.
A half moon directly overhead brightened the night and blocked out my star-gazing. As the wind howled and whistled through Mystique’s rigging, I sat afloat in the presence of a darkened dome beauty. Waves washed by, lapping her hulls and softly rocking my perch. Puffy clouds punctuated my view as some sky sparklings peeked and speckled around their passing. A couple of far-off land lights to the north - one white; one red - helped define the horizon line to my right. The sea scents and temps were salted humid though somewhere between a blanket chill and cozy cuddle. If senses are desserts, then this was a sweet treat.
I can almost taste the chocolate pie in the sky. To my left and in front, dark black waves embraced a deep azure sky. They meet discreetly, almost secretly, like two slow tango dancers privately afar from my anchored vessel and all public discernment. Their conjoined view was barely visible to the naked eye. They defined the horizon. The sea and sky blurring and obscuring their union with light and dark.
Nights like this inspire and fire passions. No photo could ever capture or portray this day’s starlit feeling. This scene assaults the sensory as it embraces them. Nights like this, dreams and romance crave.