by Tony Berendsen (of Tahoe Star Tours)

Rene' how thou are
Witness the emergence of a star
We are, and so beguiled
Occulted once and few awhile
A dimming so subtle
To miss would be less
Than a mote of dust
Past a cathedral 's spire.
But, within the dusty dimness
Kant and Copernicus within us
The tinny disk of Venus
Traversed our nearest star.
Impossibly, without braving space
Our essence rose to find a distance,
To mark, to measure our existence
Within the frightening wonder
Of our mind's persistence.