Venus Transiting Goddess of My Heart

As we waited for Venus to Cross the face of the Sun People from all over the township Came together like in the days When nature was the focus And center of every ones life When the sun was the timekeeper People rose in the morning light And work under its light And retired at night with the sun As he went to bed But not in these times of iPads, computers And smart phones and other false mechanical Timekeepers People have forgotten about nature and the sun Except when on June 5th Venus Transits the sun Like a solar eclipse every 113 years People took a moment from their daily and Time-controlled restraints and mundane realties To remember that their ancestors watch previous Venus Transits with wonder as early 16th and 19th century scientists Measured its path to forecast the Earth’s distance From the Sun And to look to a future and wonder what will the World be like during the next Venus Transit in 2117 When they themselves will no longer exist on the Earth plane And they will be another memory As we waited for Venus to Cross the face of the Sun We stood in-line at the college observatory Like a family of humans who knew One another for many years Both young and old Both strong and frail Both doubters and believers As the sun was about to set Very low on the western horizon The prospects of viewing The Venus Transit Was very dim But the hard core believers stayed behind As the others left for home Someone in the crowd shouted, “I see a ball of light breaking through the cloud cover” The expert astronomer said dryly, “It’s a refraction of light, and not the sun” The man then said, “ I know what the sun looks light, its hurting my eyes”. The astronomer reluctantly adjusted the telescope Excitement rushed through the crowd as others also said It’s the sun It’s the sun One by one we gathered closer to the telescope Like people do when a new baby is born We each took our turn and looked through the refracted lens At The Venus Transit In marvel and wonderment There she was rewarding us for our devotion Venus like the beautiful Goddess of Love that she is Emerging not from water But from the heart of the behemoth Sun The Sun that has lit our path for millions of years And Venus herself studied and adored by the Mayans And Venus nestling in the strong-arms of the Sun Nearer to his heart She like a black dot or black Goddess on his surface In marvel and wonderment In marvel and wonderment Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah