Changing The Change. [#Wattys2015]

I turned my head so I was looking forward again. I lifted up my head to gaze into the man’s honey brown eyes.
“Who are you?” I asked the stranger. He smiled at me before he started talking.
“Blue calm and peaceful oceans
have turned to black storm and raging destructive waves.
Clear, open, fresh and filled with the sun’s light skies
have turned to thick, full of depressive rain, dark clouds
with deadly hammering thunder booming as its only light and sound.
Embraced by mostly brown and green with beautiful colors peaking around,
overwhelmed by the amazing scents of the endless varieties,
the mysterious but welcoming sounds that can be heard from everywhere in the forest
have turned to a colorless scenery where all life is gone,
the softness of the welcoming nature now scratching by its unwelcoming thorns,
the harmonious and tranquil feeling that lingers around
has been pushed away and replaced by the feel of fear and suffocation.
What once was such a beautiful, innocent, pure and complete soul
has turned into a glooming, grieving, filled with pain and shattered shadow.
‘Who are you?’ You ask?
I’m the one who will help and change what has changed before.”