J.S.Worth

Saturn

Across the perils of the dark,
and empty silent sea.
A shining beacon, strong and bright,
of pure tranquility.

Should sailers wash upon its shore,
before the misty fumes.
They may yet find another home,
amongst the icy plumes.

The heavens bless upon its brow,
a crown of holy rule.
Saturn, diamond in the rough,
the planetary jewel.

J.S.Worth

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