"Christ"

by Frank Cavano, MD

Seek not to dismiss this brother
Who comes in kindness to you-
Reflecting in his love
A shimmering certainty.
Foreign.
Present.
Rejected.
Perfect.

Hold him not at arm’s length
Who offers you a mirror
To your Self-
The Holy One
You will not face
Too certain it is true.

And bind him not
With hell-made twine
Fashioned from endless yarns
Of self-incrimination
False as facile lying
Empty as a sleeping heart.

For he has come
To show you your Self
And you will see It
Reflected in the face
That is lighted by your love
For God and all He loves.

Shrink not from this
For It is but your Self
That comes to you
And whispers:
“Here I am”
The Father’s Beloved-
Forgotten but found-
Denied but dancing
Midst angels.
Ageless.
All.
Christ.

Frank Cavano is a retired physician who writes poetry when moved by powerful feelings, thoughts or images. As he describes it, "Most of what I have written seems to fit in the metaphysical/spiritual/inspirational category."

Frank currently lives in Bluffton, SC with his wife of 44 years, Carol. His sons and their wives have blessed the couple with four granddaughters and a grandson who are the light of their lives.

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