O Messenger Of Gods

Messenger art thou of nightly heavens, Smallest of the eight siblings sired by Sun, Tell me for what crucial errands ye run, O slow down, do catch thine breath if for once. Eight long years ago we sent thee a mail Thru a Messenger Probe named after thee— Too fast around sun, rotating like snail— Worried are we O about thine safety. We could be in touch more, my dear brother, But there might be a few problems at hand, One is your scorching red temperature, And the speed at which ye run thine errand. Slow down O sprinter, what good so much haste? Do calm down a bit, ye know haste is waste. _____________________________________________________ This poem is on planet Mercury, and is meant for children. It sees Earth as its sister. Mercury is called a messenger of gods because it orbits around the sun with a great speed (87 Earth days): yet, is very slow taking as much as 59 for one rotation on its axis. In 2004, NASA launched Messenger Probe to reach Mercury in 2011, a snail's speed in planetary motions. The surface temperature of Mercury is +1670 C. ______________________________________________________ Musings | 02.08.12 | Topic: star, planet