Liquid Thoughts of Product Caught

The harbor hums with the fables of captain and crew
Tainted tales saturated in facts to look through
Stories altered depending on view 
Still the water stays textured in ripples
Forever shifting like unsolved riddles
Docks are damp with the hopes of a plentiful catch
Prayers for vessels full in every hatch
The season is young but days be long
Most hours the harbor is full cuz the winds are strong 
Opportunity for profit not to be squandered 
The harbor now rests to be awakened another morning yonder