“transit of venus”

calm wind

fly from stars

to the radio head

identify the tranquil beat

conjure the vibrant ring

and wait

for the transit is coming

planets sprinting across the face of the sun

a spot on the eye

the distance to be reckoned

catch now as catch can

or be lost for a hundred years

falling through this emptiness of mine

waiting for the band

in the darkness of sound

and when the stage lights

they grow and throb

look for the bright eyed faces

and the swaying of the crowd

for these are anniversaries

to mark the union of souls

born of astronomical degree

and when the sextant marks out the line

we will know the distance gathered

and the passage of time…


-Jason Cyrus Akhtarekhavari 6/5/12


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