As I walk through this life’s vast desert,
mirage and moonscape blur my vision.
in wilderness without hope and support,
Dusty -harsh winds blow, wither- tear me,
Sauntering ahead in land of unknown,
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.