Looking off in the distance
Searching
For some sign of human life
As the salted sea air whisks across my face
Scanning the horizon
Mother nature flicks on the night-lights
Scattered throughout the night sky
As if she is lighting our course
Blares the north star
Realizing the difference in contrast
We cut through your blue-black darkness
Causing brief white caps
As the bow crushes through your 
Unforgiving blue-black mass
We steam onward 
Suddenly
On the port side
A flickering red light appears
Creeping in closer
A night strike
Are we prepared?
Silly
We are the best
Always alert and ready to do battle
To keep our seas safe
Relax
Just one of ours
Performing night operations
The night air is so peaceful
Searching