The Tale of Triton

Cold, empty, bloodless, not seen,
Kept confined to a space that's quiet, serene,
In orbit high above a Neptune so blue,
Bound to my fate by the great cosmic glue.

Looking, longing, toward the within,
Spying the seven who dance on in sin.
Coveting the warmth of yellow and red,
"Yet stoic and brave is my life", I said.

Years pass, and more,
With nothing in store
For the moon at the end
Finds this quiet will rend

My core into two.
My jealously askew.
"If only the Sun could shine more on me!"
Alas, getting just enough light to see

The seven, all dancing, all merry, all snug,
With the warmth of the Sun a perpetual hug.
My spirit was crushed and convinced I was cursed,
No release for frustrations, I feared I should burst.

Yet ho! What pierces the darkness abound,
But a comet of ice and rock so round.
"Fear not Triton, your woes known to me,
I shall avail you of this deep, cold, blackened sea."

A thud I did feel,
The sensation quite real.
The comet, making a sacrifice,
Upon my surface now, just bits of ice.

Sorrow I knew for a moment or two,
Until a lurch, I felt, in the great cosmic glue.
Slipping, slowly, falling away,
with my companion, Neptune, I could no longer stay.

Fear, in my core, like never before
as untested waters wash upon my shore.
Crying "Help me, please!" as I continued to advance,
"I've not been here before, I don't know this new dance!"

Yet dance I did, as the seven before,
Uranus, the first sinner to open his door.
And Saturn, and Jupiter, the next on my list,
bade me farewell with a wave and a kiss.

The Sun, the Sun! Much brighter was she,
Red and yellow rays now washed over me.
The warmth of her hug so loving, so nice,
I didn't mind that she was melting the ice

From my surface, my shield from blackness of space.
No more would I need it as I continued to race
to the center of all, my beloved yellow Sun,
from who's love my needs for protection were none.

Beyond Mercury at last, no sinner then lay
between me and my Sun. We continued to play
And dance! Oh we danced in fanciful glee,
with the Sun's loving rays just consuming me.

At last we could touch, she kissed on my cheek
but against such strength of desire I was weak.
My core, it did crumble, unable to bear
the weight of satisfaction my existence found there.