*In Praise of Autistic Children
Copyright 2006
Paula Timpson
I believe I can fly…
Thanks, Jimmy, for the inspiration for
This
One*
-Autistic are special Artist’s Souls
Dad, your courage to support my Art
Is everyday…thank you for always
Reading every page I ever created…
I wrote this poetry book because I love the autistic .
I see the world in similar, unique ways .
Through an
Artist’s Heart.
***It is my wish to help the autistic through my poems
by giving support to parents, grandparents, care-givers and siblings …to teachers, therapists …everyone who comes in contact with the autistic.
In hopes that healing can* occur within the reality that is the autistic world
Pure reality…whatever reality may be-*
A Snowflakes As A Flower
You see a
Snowflake as a flower,
a single
breath
of light
You see a
Snowflake
as a wonderful
Spirit-friend
A
Creation
of the imagination
of God,
of your own spirit,
lifting those
who don’t truly see
the magic in life-
Snowflakes fall
Gently,
Gracefully as
Ballet dancers
You touch one
it loves you
fully as your heart
sees a
snowflake as
a special flower
opening up…
same as you do
when
snowflakes
fall…
*Birds of the Rainbow
for Jimmy*
Red
Cardinal Love
Is joy
Blue
Blue- Jays connect
Autistic eyes see the detail of the moments
Lingering…
Red birds are hearts dancing,
Beating
Grace-
Birds of rainbow breathe light
Pure color
Comes from white
Holding all the rainbows of the world within
Its true beauty!
In praise of autistic children,
Who see the truth-
Autistic
*Autos=Self
Dust
they are
roses
iris and
sunflower
opening,
bowing
to their hearts
everyday of their lives
Oh, Silent One
Quiet forever, you are
Simply
Jumping…
On a trampoline
all alone,
the way you like to be
in the
backyard…
Your heart
Sings; the only
Sound
Wind-chimes
You are
so
In love with
pure
Sky…
creating your world,
oh
Silent One…
Cheerios
Cheerios in a yellow bowl
Everyday
Is the only way
He knew how to eat
Cereal
Hot-dogs cut into nine pieces
Without touching
Ketchup
If a bow -tie pasta touched his skin,
he was frantic
Because touch was overwhelming to him
Its emotion so intensely beautiful…
That he knew
Its depth
More than most of the world
Ever will-
Fulfilled within is true artist
Creating for a world
That may not be
Ready…
To touch reality
The way the autistic see is
By heart,
The truth-
Womb
*For Sheryl
we all
have a life in the womb
out here on
earth
we can
go to anytime
we
are aware-
listening
to the breath,
the “Ohhm”
of our lives
settling into the
moment…we begin to
know how to live-
our
breath is
always
a safe
serenity,
a place that is
present,
which no one can ever take away
from our hearts-
to live in the now
is a freedom-
to trust and not go backwards or forwards is
to know
life to the full!
To love is to believe in the pure presence we
Share and give away
Knowing we will
Receive
Blessings
Immense
The moment
We do
Move into the breath,
The womb
They See
They see
In detail
the true, finer pieces of life…
Tiny moments passing others by
The white Birch tree
as individual,
creating root-beer floats within your mind-
The bird as it sits on a little branch, balancing
Its breath and heart –beat,
Fall leaves… meditatively
falling
Learning to trust the world
They see in increments,
In slide –shows a
World moving fast and,
as they slow it down
into the rhythm of their world,
they live within butterfly’s hearts
Fluttering and
Purple wings
Fiery pink
Skies do
Live
The Autistic
The autistic
Are
Mindful
Of art and their
Way
To grow wings
Is undistracted
They are free
Of this world
Touching
On
The *incredible
Mysteries, the truths of life…
The autistic
Are
Lost and found
Inside rhythms only they know
The music to-
Watch their minds weave
Wonders in silence
In repetition and discovery that within the stillness lives
The dance
The autistic are
Smart and
Uncontrolled by the media or anything…
But their own
Special, glowing songs
Within-
Spinning
Wings
Fluttering…grace
Face*
How creative you are-
A face
becomes a magical,
Clever dance
In your heart
Eyebrows lift,
eyes blink
Nose twitches…
Mouth opens and closes
The way the face
Works is
a puzzle to you,
it is a dream …
You
truly watch
the face
dancing-
Is it a Wall?
Is it a wall,
or is it a
Transparent
Glass
rainbow
alive
& vibrant…
Quietly shining colors
From within?
Is it a wall
I don’t think so
As the heart knows
And the soul
Glows
Uniquely as
A light
Awakening us into the realm that
Is
Pure reality…
All that He created
Was good-
Inside is
Always
Where
the
true beauty
Lives-
Secret World
Secret world
Is yours, child
Where do you
Go?
When you come back,
you are
Still
Removed
Somehow
Your intelligence
Takes me away-
Your rhythms
Do not match
Any rhyme
But
Your own
Secret world, child
A wild , mysterious
wonderful
Place to be
Of your own making…
An interesting
Heart-spin
Of a
Dream –world
The Shine
The shine of a cough drop,
a glass of white wine,
marbles,
tears,
dolphins smooth silver skin,
translucent stones,
leaves,
sky,
the snow or
a mirror- pond
these hold your heart…
*Reflections
create stories within your soul
No one has ever read before
You show them how
To begin-
Pausing within the moments
Your fascination
With rainbows
Becomes
A lightful
Energy
Path
Leading the way,
Dear Child…
Thank you…for opening my heart to understand-
You better-
I now know myself better, too.
*Dew
dew-drops
touch your soul-
they are wet with wonder
only your eyes
can see
rainbows living within the dew-drops
rays of love
touch you
as no one else can
ever feel your warm body
or touch the light within your eyes
the dew knows these
precious
places
that are yours-
to keep
or give
away
someday-
one day you came to me ,
so full of dew
after a day in nature’s grace
*You,
my child
are a rainbow,
the rain was blessed…it
touched you, so
full of *wonderful
colors…
&
hope
*Holland
you dream of
going to
Italy
and
it ends up, the plane takes you to
Holland
Then you learn to
Accept and believe in the
Truth-
Autism is a way into
Discovering
Your heart and
Soul
What you have got
*Weeds
to prune are
few…
when you
realize the
source of all
happiness
is in accepting…
and
believing-
the best is
yet to come…
Dolphins Touch
Dolphins touch
The child
Your dream…
Dolphin’s
Smiling eyes
Reach
Within-
His tiny soul
Dolphins touch
the
Big -heart
Opening
As a flower…
Emerging through
Thick snow in
Winter,
*Daffoldil’s yellowness
Bring
Hope for all
Who
Trust
As birds
Little feet
Stand on palms
Winking,
Saying,
“Your love is
grounded
in the
hope that
there is a reason
to believe-
Dolphins touch,
teaching us to
wonder
Dolphins touch and
Tell
Us to
become
children,
Setting us free-
*Yogic Toe-Lock
happily ,freely
you
hold
your
two big toes-
in
*Yogic toe-lock
Breathing,
Watching red ladybug walk slowly across the floor,
Moving into deep
Oceans breath,
Believing
In
Its
Grace
Oceans breath
Always
Touches you,
Dear child-
Bringing you
Deeper into
Your world
Where you
Long to be
Ever -free-
I go there too, and
i
Find you
You and
i
Are
One
Inside
Ocean’s breath…
Forever
*Innocence
you are
as a Golden
Retriever,
Dear
One-
Innocent and free
Within your own world
As an artist-
You are
Undistracted-
Purely distracted by
What holds us
Here…
Amazing the way you can tell me all about the
*Monarch Butterfly and Asian paper dolls
Or the way you know-
Simply,
How to collect bright scraps of paper as if they were diamonds…
Treasuring them for what they are-
I have learned by you,
Dear *Child,
To accept,
To trust the shiny waters of your soul
Always mysterious
Always fearless…
Helping me grow in *so many ways,
My lovely Dreamer-
*Fiery Pink Skies
as fiery pink skies
begin
the day-
light enters my soul
I am
One with all
Early morning
Grace
Sustains my being
I am free-
To love you
And you are away…
Everyday*
Discovering
What brings rhythm and passion
Into your heart
You know yourself-
As an artist is
*Pure Solitude…
Defined-
Creating
From heart’s mind-
You free yourself into the magic that is
Today’s dream and happiness-
A Light*
A light
Shines within
Your eyes, dear child
Baby blue as eggs of a bird
Are your eyes
Looking
Out there
Somewhere-
Where are you, child?
Your heart runs wild-
Amazing the way your secret world
Is
Far away and into the depths of soul-
Your open-heart becomes
One with dolphins
Breath…
Your eyes meet dolphin’s smiling eyes
Gazing into the spirit of your
First* friend-
Ceiling Fans
Ceiling fans,
they dance and twirl a
fascinating show, for your
heart beats in tune with ceiling fans whirling grace-
does anyone else
notice the beautiful sound of water bubbling inside streams
where *magical blue stones catch your heart?
The deer entrance your soul,
Your being leaps as they do
touching ceiling fans
you fly away…
Possessing birds wings,
Arms fluttering
As a wild, orange dragon-fly
Flies high into the softness
That is
Pure Love,
A dream,
you are
Free-
What a
way
to be
here-
As Artists
Create songs…
You live lullabies
Of mystery
Endless
You are-
Yourself
And
I
Love you-
In Praise of a Rainbow
In praise of a rainbow
In praise of a crystallized moment-
In praise of roses
Blooming…
In praise of your heart
Open each morning
You touch the Light,
Becoming free…
Lost and found
inside*
your world
I praise you
For your sincerity of Spirit!
Inside your eyes sparkle
The truth you show us
If we believe-
Intelligence is pure *imagination-
Rainbows within the white
All of
your dreams
praise rainbows
*You glow*
The Greatest Bridge
Under
The greatest bridge
Lives
A purple flower,
An Iris-
An Autistic child
Sees its soul
In praise of
Purple Spirits,
Born of Hearts,
Full of Dreams
Forever
Under
The greatest bridge
Lives
A purple flower
And
The only one
Who sees it
Is the
Autistic child
Eyes truly open-
Because
He sees
By
Heart-
Rainbows Live Everywhere
Rainbows live everywhere
On dogs and cats white, white fur,
Rainbows enter in
From stained glass windows
Joy
Grapes & apples shine Love-
Cherries and berries bring sparkles
To your eyes…
On soft, pink Dogwood petals,
rainbows breathe lightness…
Inside white- wind
Are trillions of baby rainbows
Breathing life-
*Double rainbows
Breathless
Beginnings
Find
Grace in the heart of
Your soul
A whale’s tail lifts and
You find a rainbow touching its tip…
You see a rainbow inside the Big Dipper and
A unicorn lives in your imagination –he is your friend,
Wearing a rainbow on his horn-
Rainbows come
When you look up
To discover
The moment you trust
A rainbow is
Alive
Promising
Miracles…
*Somewhere Else
Somewhere else
is the meaning of
autistic child’s dreams-
Where you go,
people
cannot dare to-
be away
they are afraid
to miss the events of the world,
the gossip, or the knowledge of how to
be in tune with
the next great
way to make a million dollars…
*Consumerism
&
phoney –baloniness
do not live in your true world-
*Everything
that
fades away…
does not exist
in your magical world
*You touch rainbows, you touch the Light…
*Child,
you are truly free, because you see what your heart moves you
into-
*I praise you
for your freedom-
the world can learn so much from watching you
unafraid to touch your deepest soul desires-
World*
The Autistic go
Where
Artists
Go…
They travel far within and wide
As seas and skies
Ever-blue
As petals of blue rose
Unforgettable
Worlds
Mysterious and
Wonderful
The Autistic go to a wonder world
Full
Of
Light
They grow wings and fly,
Same as artists
Blocking out what
fills the being,
empty-
The autistic find
magic inside full moons glare
they stare and
speak by heart
to the stars , the moon the sun
rising-
The Autistic go
Where
Artists
Go…
a beautiful world…
full
of reality…
In Deep * Praise
In deep
Praise
Of Autistic children-
Purple praise
Daffodils
“Leaves of meditation”
Transform
The world into
Pure peace
Within your soul…
In deep praise
Of heart-beats that sing magic,
As winds
Breathe
Fire
A calm sea
Lives within you
Dear child,
This I know…
Because *Spirit tells me so.
Puzzle in the Sky
You see
All kinds
Of
Messages
Within deep sky,
Child*
Golden crosses,
A cupid heart full moon-
There is no puzzle
You see
*Blackbirds wings flowing
White Seagulls flying across blue, blue skies-
Hushed lullabies are
Forever
Inside your heart,
Clear-
Elephants Walking
Elephants walking
are
In the subconscious,
Where
Quiet dust
Dares to fly
Home
Elephants walking
Intrigue your heart
Into the moments
Graced by
Breath-
Elephants walking
You are in tune-
All that
Enters,
you touch
with
rhythm
Rocking,
Swaying as
A
Willow tree-
Free,
Ever- free
Understood by
Elephants walking-
On the Floor
Begin
On the floor
As yogi’s and artists do
Flat, facing
Truth
Safe and
Daring…
able to rise,
Spirit,
Rise
High above, into deep lavender sky
Where purple flame
Extends ,
Reaching
Now…
Forever-
*Away
you like to be
away
child,
inside
where it is
beautiful
you hum,you gaze, you flap
and tap- dance
discovering
you can be happy,
clearly
away…
you like to be
away
child
inside
where it is
beautiful
you are apart
from
people
and you wish to be closer,
sometimes-
as if you were a sunflower
or a buttercup, shiny inside
not knowing
how to show yourself-
free as the wind…
you are
uninhibited,
creating a space
here-while
you are there-
child, you amaze me
with your intelligence and
memory
your world
intrigues my soul
I want to know-you-so I watch you and I create poems…
I like to be somewhere away, too
*Butterfly Wishes
he can tell you all about the Monarch butterflies
&
photosynthesis
he has taught himself
at age four
my genius,
my baby ,
my child
of wonder
he is autistic
he is gifted
he is free
and he is beyond this world
I can’t talk to him, but I can love him-
I can grow wings and become the butterfly he
Loves so much inside his heart-mind
Unwinding him into a sway of a song-
Won’t be long before the
Moments
Talk and
Silence
Sings
We are one
In the space that
Love brings-
It’s A Wild* Sky
It’s a wild, wonderful
sky
And you its
Graces-
Deep, black clouds swirl
As pieces of blue
Opening
My heart
Into you-
It’s a wild sky
As sunshine
Peeks through
I truly
See you
You gaze above at
Pink-golden
Threads weaving
Magical
Lines of heart –
I read you and your eyes
Sense the beauty of
Life-
*Your World
Blackbirds
On white snow
Highlight the light
That comes
From within
Your heart,
Child
Shines
Grace-*
And your world
is
Beyond
Reason…
Your world is magic
It is
Purely
*You-
*Golden as yellow
Hearts
Of baby *Sparrows on
Fire…
For love of God
Lives inside
The tiny flames
Bursting…
Creating
Gift of
flight-
*Your world is magic
Thank you
For taking me there
Somewhere-
Beyond here,
There is where your heart
Is,
Where I long to be
Ever-free….
Inside
Your world-
A Butterfly Shadow*
On the refrigerator
A butterfly shadow
Catches your heart
You stare
And know
Its soul
Dear child
In the early morning
lightness…
That
Is
Love
Slide-Show
A
Slide-show
Is your way
Of being…
Seeing
Life-
Believing
In the baby bird that balances
Upon a branch
The blue Spruce Pine tree,
Echoing light
Of moons soft glow
The details
The small
Moments
That many miss
You see
Deeply
As a poet
Sees-
You feel
The way of the world
Within the magic graces
That light up your face
Each time the
Wheel of life spins
You begin
To find
Heart.
*Wind-Chimes
wind-chimes
dance,
entrance
your soul
their song
sings
love to you-
silver light
moves you
in a wayfarer
rhythm
a wandering spirit,
wind-chime is
guided by winds breath
drifting,
lifting
your soul
to heaven
and back
again…
*faces
faces are
ever-moving
vehicles
for you
to read…
misleading are eyes that
blink
mouths that move
and
isn’t
it true-
the heart is the only
real
face
of truth
there is and
ever will
be
-
the steady rhythmic
beat of
heart
is your
own
song…
forever-
Friday, November 21, 2008
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