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Chaplain Marty Emery Hoffman on butterflies in unexpected seasons
The Butterfly Whisperer
Out of the blue,
a butterfly appeared;
I whispered a secret wish.
It seemed to sense my longing
as it brushed against my hair
and was gone.
I cried…again.
I recalled
what people say about butterflies
A connector with the spirit world.
A soul released from its body,
A sign of eternal life,
And I wondered,
Could it be……. you?
Fervently, now,
I silently shout
my secret wishes
to passing butterflies.
My yearning heart
whispers aloud
your name.
Your warmth,
your smile,
your love
flood
my
soul.
And I smile.
Chaplain Marty Emery Hoffman, MDiv, BCC, is a United Methodist Clergywoman. She has been employed in hospice and hospital work for six years and is presently working for Hospice of Cincinnati. In her work as a hospice chaplain, people tell her of their experiences of the spirit world after the death of a significant loved one. Marty’s own experience of the appearance of a butterfly in an unexpected season prompted this poem. She has used it in sympathy cards which she crafts, stamps or paints. If you are a visual person, you may see butterflies in the form of the poem. If you are a grieving person, you may find yourself transforming from tears to smiles.
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