I am a master of disguise,
Ever-changing, never the same.
I can be gentle as a breeze,
Or fierce as a raging flame.
I can be a whisper in the wind,
Or a roar that shakes the ground.
I can be a calming presence,
Or a force that tears apart.
I am the essence of change,
The constant in the ever-changing.
I am the breath of life,
The spark that ignites the flame.
What am I?