As I walk through this
life’s vast desert,
crying lonely,
mirage and moonscape
blur my vision.
Moving slowly,
in wilderness without
hope and support,
dying only.
Dusty -harsh winds
blow, wither- tear me,
water, dew, shade or
rain drops, none I see. 
Sauntering ahead in land
of unknown,
something glistens,
it’s not an illusion,
spirit or maze,
at a distance.
Guides me further,
paves my path, calms me down,
my plea he listens.
Oh! great god - pious
and gracious,
you are where I find my
oasis.
A cavatina is an Italian form consisting of
a ten syllable non rhyming line alternating with a four syllable rhyming line,
at least three times and completed with a ten syllable line couplet.
9 comments:
What a challenging form, I specially like that ending line - you are where I find my oasis.
A powerful poem with many layers in the journey..the ending brings satisfaction..smiles..
great write. It fits the illustration perfectly
This is beautiful.
Good cavatina-
The exemplary theme,
in non-rhyme.
what a great last line....you are where i find my oasis...what a comfort it is to rest in....smiles.
Beautiful poem!
I too like your last line. Interesting form, thank you for sharing this.
Wow, you like a challenge don't you! Very well done love the picture and the words are
incredibly beautiful :)
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