Swept Away by the Wind

by Frank Cavano, MD

Swept away by the wind, one by one, they leave
taking with them nothing but their leaving as we
watch with Twain grieving not for them but for
ourselves, solitary sand castles waiting on life's
winnowing wind.

Swept away by the wind where do they go these
precious ones? Oh, Mozart, let your melodies to
us disclose the Song that rests now in their hearts.
And, Renoir, let your tenderness on canvas their
ever Light reveal.

Let them live in Gitanjali and The Prophet, hold
forever the hand of Rumi and Rilke and fly with
the wings of Krishna and Buddha and Moses and
Jesus, Mohammed and Maharshi until as Oneness
we are the Wind

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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