Fate keeps putting me through tests
Gauging me through the microscope of time

I search within me and outside for the Universe
For answers I know I have
Yet I don’t.

I was borne out of you, I say
and the Universe smiles at me
like a loving parent would
to a child without giving away too much
wishing for the child to learn on its own

Dear Universe, I am your child
Should You will it
I will bear you your progeny
And I will become your mother

Fate will smile
And if not, you can say
It was destined to be so…