(Permission to use this poem was kindly
given to the
Stamatelatos family by it's author Idella Pearl Edwards)
I stood by my kitchen window, heart heavy with
Hope was gone, my spirit spent, unsure that God was there.
My unseeing eyes gazed outward while inward
thoughts ran wild.
Chasing elusive answers, my soul, by doubt, beguiled.
Then my mind came into focus as a movement caught
Outside among the flowers was a tiny, yellow butterfly.
It looked like a bit of sunshine, dancing in the
Darting in among the flowers, it fluttered by with ease.
Entranced by this tiny miracle, suddenly I knew
That God who made the universe,
The God who created me,
The God who made the butterfly
Set my spirit free!