Winds of Change

The winds of change have begun to blow here... 

The winds of change, when they come, begin ever so softly... you barely notice the caress against your cheek as they begin to rise.  A heart-tug here.  A fleeting thought, 'what if...' there.  A stir deep within... a whisper: 'It's time...' He says.  The stir gives way to a restlessness as He unfolds His plan before you.  Fear creeps in at the changes ahead.  'I Am sufficient...' He says...