To Dream Again

The winds of change
stir all around me.
Finally the stale air moves
and the clouds lift, a little.
I can see a light,
hope shines through.
I can feel a bubble of life
beginning to grow within.
What once was out of reach
and seemed to disappear
is back again,
has come to visit,
has come to stay.
Oh to dream again,
to dream and play.