Early evening and as the rising moon lights the sea, a ship sails northward … Longfellow's poem about ships that pass in the night comes to mind.
from Tales of a Wayside Inn:
Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing,
Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness;
So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another,
Only a look and a voice, then darkness again and silence.
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1863)