Special Metamorphosis
Fascinated with butterflies
midst their freedom-flight…
dear child*, secured in his wheel chair
delightfully grips yellow crayon
along creativity challenge
to pursue artwork bout
while struggling against spastic restlessness...
Soon with glee-filled countenance
championing his thumbs-up trademark
devoid of bashful gesture
he shows a masterpiece:
oh, glowing butterfly
radiant in yellow
he has painstakingly colored…
Witnessing his gracious achievement
of gradual milestones
I'm thankful* for God-wrought remarkable changes
notable indications that he is “educable”
thus, not “progressing toward retrogression”
as diagnosed by his pediatrician
more than a decade ago...
Yes, I’m beholding actual metamorphosis
toward joyous fulfillment…
so with faith in the Sovereign’s miracle
I envision our boy in his functional zest
like a butterfly that has surmounted
infantile epilepsy --- now becoming triumphant
over “global developmental delay.”
*Our child in the Orphanage is now 11 years old.
** 1Thessalonians 5:18 In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you..
July 23, 2020
1st place, "STRAND completely new (12) any theme any form" Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 7/23/2020.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2020
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