So deep in sleep, pink and turned
to the side    peaceful mouth
Say what you saw: salt   honey   sheep
Once upon a time,
the well was pumped to feed the garden
tomatoes   pole beans   carrots
There was a poem down there
at the bottom   which never dries
unless you ask it too
Tonight you have the well of sleep
thirsting through your body, gentle lamb
little lamp     moon beam
Once upon some day
lovingly rearrange the thoughts
that make you b l u e
Deep down     the sound of your own voice
will equal j o y
that belongs    to you
Share what lives at the bottom
and you will never be empty
you’ll find what you need