Metamorphosis At Work
Delightfully coloring a butterfly drawing
my child, secured in his custom-built wheel chair
grips, midst obvious struggle
his yellow crayon…
Wow… he’s enjoying his creativity-schedule
as he painstakingly finishes his artwork
along bugging restlessness
overcoming “butterfly-in-pupa stage” syndrome…
Soon with glee-filled countenance
devoid of bashful gesture
he shows me his masterpiece:
a glowing butterfly, radiant in yellow…
Witnessing his gracious achievement
I see in him God-wrought remarkable changes
indeed precious indications that he’s “educable”
undoubtedly, not progressing toward retrogression…*
Yes, I’m beholding metamorphosis in process
thus, with faith in the Sovereign’s miracle
I envision my boy in his functionality
like a butterfly in its blessed beauty**.
*"Expect that he will progress toward retrogression..."This was uttered by the pediatrician-neurologist that diagnosed our special child of infantile epilepsy and global developmental delay in 2010. Today, our son, by God's grace is doing well.
**Psalm 90:17 And let the beauty of the LORD our God be upon us…
October 4, 2019
Honorable Mention, "Writing Challenge, October-Butterfly" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart- Wiishkobe Ode; judged on 10/5/2019.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2019
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