Destiny

I would trail quietly behind erasing our tracks
so none could follow and I could watch
as your senses test the mystifying offerings of the universe

If I were in fact to chance upon you
as you pursue your destiny
would I not become attached to your periphery

As witness to your progression
am I unwrapping a gift beyond my understanding
or am I looking into a mirror that looks back

Your eyes are my only clue
should you ever turn around
you'll either see me or see through me