I have wondered where you are now,

And the cosmos answers me.

A flash in my mind reveals today

You are a litter of rabbits just born,

Hidden in the winter leaves,

And your spirit, innocent and new,

Sleeps curled up and warm and nurses

From the great and living mother.

And after this you may exist for only a second or two,

Maybe a day as a living sac of spider eggs.

And from there you may sprout 

As a mushroom in the forest,

That pops up from nowhere over night.

My hope is that you will thrive in every experience of life,

Though selfishly I pray,

That sometime when your time has come to live again,

That it will be my time to live again too,

And I will find you,

And live again with you.

-jenn