Animal Angel

Where you’ll go

and what you’ll be.

I do not know;

I cannot see.

But I feel

within my heart

that no end comes

without a start.

All that flows in

must flow out,

continues flowing

in its route.

You flowed by

just like a stream–

a summer rain,

a quiet dream.

The time has past

and you’ve flowed free.

Whither you go,

I know… you’ll be.