Change

I am troubled.

I am unknown.

I stand alone on a snowy hill,

And all around me is still.

The wind whips into a frenzy,

And I am lifted up.

Lifted away from the snow,

And the hill and the stillness.

I am troubled.

In the air I am unhinged,

Adrift in the sky.

I am unkown.

As I fall to the earth,

I think of my hill,

And the stillness and the snow.

And when I land upon sand,

I am unnerved.

And the waves rush toward me,

Threatening to take my breath,

But the water is warm.

I am untroubled.

I am known.