Titan

Return of a sparkling moon.
These methane oceans could be our tomb.
Crushing pressure rising high.
In these depths no one could hear a cry.

You know its true.
You know it to be.
Venture to the deep and be trapped for eternity.

Spinning ball of hazy orange blue.
It was a place that has returned for me and you.
Yet its mysteries are fresh inside.
Unearthing them will require a special guide.

You know its true.
You know it to be.
What might lie down there we are eager to see.

Giant of the murky sea.
Who expected that it would help us so readily.
Is this a trap or a dream?
Whichever it might be this world feels quite serene.

Take a breath.
Take a step.
Sinking into this moon of Saturn’s methane grip.