Saturn's Rings

The rings of Saturn are more than a ring to be skated on for they are not rings at all rather an icy circle around a circle a place for the mind to imagine and create blossoms upon blossoms that will never exist, nor be dreamed of yet, to skate upon its surface is a further thing to do a whimsical moment... perhaps like a child seeing a ship in the clouds giving sense to what's unsensible a game of the mind, to see the icy curve to feel the speed of motion to wrap around Saturn, like a bug around a lamp only to find death without purpose an imagery so reasoned as to be real as the blade of the skate becomes useless falling away in time and space tearing the blade from the icy circle leaving nothing behind but a trail of dust trapped in the ice with the last flicker of imagination that was captured in a moment of lunacy where anything is possible even skating on the rings of Saturn