My Echo

My echo sees into my future
And leaves me to wait;
Takes a 360 and returns
Like my best mate.


It leaves me with doubt
Playing me with emotions
But it returns quickly,
This time with better reverberation.


It speaks to me at times
And tells me to be patient
It has it's own unfinished business
To complete within that instant.


It's my own boomerang
Invisible but true
It rarely fails me
You know that too.