The wind of the day has finally stilled,
orange skies promise calm weather,
some clouds that have been left to build
are at the end of their tether.
But now the sailor’s skill is asked
when the trip in the dark is risked.
With luck the sea is moonlight basked,
bad – if away it is whisked.
Then you hope that other sailors know
to put up their lights as you do.
You rely on equipment to trustworthy show
where to go when the plotter is new.
