My Weakness; My Strength

Are you the one standing behind every door? Watching, whether I fall or stand tall.

Are you the one looking through the window? Reading my mind, enjoying my sorrow.

Are you the one hiding under my bed? Whispering words of fear and dread.

Are you the shadow that becomes darker with the rising sun? Foreseeing all my intentions, and not just one.

You follow me everywhere, with nothing but disbelief to share.

You have tricked me more than once; but I have learned to hop, skip and pounce.

You are the one who will not confront me, for you fear my potency.

When I shine with all my bright, you will cast no shadows, out of fright.  

When I open all my windows, you will hide in the hollows.

And when I close my door to you, you will not find even a keyhole to percolate through.

Your eyes, your words and even your presence, had made me question my very essence.  

But now I know they were just fields, where I practiced and honed my skills.

Thank you for the opportunity, I now believe you were my destiny.

Pic Credit: Kaushik Biswas