Titan’s Breeze

I found alone, a living zone-

A world where I can fly.

My weight so low the wings I own

Can let me reach the sky.

I learned to breathe the atmosphere-

To master using wings,

And fly so high above my fear

I look at Saturn’s rings.

If there’s a way, through any means

To bring you here with me-

I long to share the shore of scenes

Most eyes will never see.

Below ammonia oceans brew-

Above us- ethane clouds-

A mountain outcrop built for two-

That Saturn’s ray enshrouds.

This orbit plays the greatest show

Your eyes would not believe

The dancing rings, above, below-

Such gifts we will receive.

So join me here, I need you now-

I’m asking, dearest- please

For all this love must bloom somehow

To sing with Titan’s breeze.

John H. Bidwell