Ode to Enceladus
Tiny world
Packed tight with snow,
Circling Saturn,
A silver white glow.
101 fissures,
Frosty plumes.
Geysers hissing
Glacial fumes.
Chilly skin,
Cold to the bone.
Below the core,
Above the ice,
An azure lake
Filled with life.
Now too small
To see with your eyes.
But they will grow,
Evolve in kind.
We will visit
And be awed
By their
Magnificent size.
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Originally appeared in the Global Astronomy Month AstroPoetry Contest 2016