When my son was young, it seemed as if autism was a monster controlling him. It was a scary time, to say the least. We were not given a great prognosis about his future, at best, his potential was unknown. Then, I noticed he became intrigued by butterflies, literally dancing with glee as he watched them. I remember once, him crawling inside a net basket, and as he came out he flew around the room. He was enacting a butterfly coming out of the cocoon! All this was prior to him having a single word he understood or could verbalize. Amazing. At one point, there was this aha moment for me as I realized that a butterfly was very symbolic about my son. In 2 minutes flat, I wrote the poem below. I wanted to share it, and hope you enjoy! The Butterfly Boy copyright © 2004 Donna M Cooper My son, my love Once trapped inside a cocoon, alone in the dark Yet, One more powerful than I was working a miracle While I feared you would forever remain aloof, distant The Creator of all could see the day when you would metamorphose You broke from your small abode, no longer crawling But fluttering in the sun, soaking up the rays Bringing delight to all who would stop to gaze and reflect on the wondrous transformation My son, I see your passion for the vibrant winged insect and I ponder... Do you love them so, because they are so much like yourself? You too were once encased, enclosed, hibernating Now, youve emerged even more beautiful than I could imagine Full of life, full of energy, full of love Fly my precious butterfly, enjoy the world around you There is so much for you to learn Thank you for coming out of your cocoon I am awed at the wonder of it all And so very blessed to behold your beauty
Posted on: Wed, 02 Apr 2014 11:50:48 +0000
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