Ocean moon enrobed in ice.
Eccentric orbiter of a God.
Your showering geysers
an accretion to Great Saturn’s gravelly rings.
Herschel spied you from out the blue.
Cassini caught you unawares and showed you forth.
In flights, our curious fingers find life’s beginnings
in your nineteen mile deeps.
You hold, I fancy, surprising secrets,
But never comes the day, my love.
Never comes the day.