Spring awakens senses to all creation.
Autistic mind elaborates sounds of birds calling out to the creator, “we are made to beautify the world with life!”
All things play to the orchestra of creation singing, “awake! All things are made new!”
Even living aligned to neurological normalcy you will someday pass away. Autism spring dons appreciation on all life and lives.
Birds aren’t small to God, He sees each fluffy fat one with affection. How much more does He love autism me and autism you?
Esteem life to highest regards; we all can be made new in spring.
Love, Autism Henry