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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
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