The Follower Poem by Rishi Kaashyap

As light falls,
He takes position
Right behind me!
He who is darker,
He who is taller,
He- the undefined figure,
Is my everyday follower.
As sun sets
He grows longer and longer
But not any longer,
Does he stay with me

He magically appears
To accompany me
When no one is beside…
He spies all things
That I do under the sun
But about none
Merely about none does he
Speak to others around

He is not servile
He comes and goes
Whenever he wants
Does things like me
And disappears informally

I don't call him!
He comes
When he has to
And he knows when!

My shadow!
That the sun creates,
Is my everyday follower!

And as everyday,
I see my silent follower,
I ask to My-self
"If your shadow can be a follower
Why can't you? "

And If Your shadow
Is nothing but you
And IF a good follower
can be a leader too?
Who are you?