Suddenly Altered

Devotion.

My life’s work.

Suddenly, harshly altered.

Who am I?

The breath of the wind yet rustles the leaves.

Sun remains in the sky.

Yet I am.

Suddenly, harshly altered.

Reality.

What I do becomes who I am

Carried by the breath of the wind.

Blowing.

Chasing,

Unable to capture it quite,

I am suddenly, harshly altered.