Flashbacks

How could I know.
That such gem lied under my wing.
She claims my shadow,
But not my calling.

What an interesting one she is.
Fair in so many ways,
Strong in matters that count.

Naive... scared...
Yet tough as mountain's will.
Offers made, not taken, not denied.

"This is what I am.
But I still feel.
I still dream".

You came late? I think not.
My path will lead me somewhere.
Where? I am not certain.
But this wheel cannot be stopped now.