I've talked of dreams
unfathomable in darkness
of the reliefs morning brings.
you
hear me talk
you've talked of lights
palpable in darkness -
of closing one's eyes ...
I
hear you talk
I've filled up a jar
with rosy clear water of Promises
I've told you of my wishing well
you
hear my tale
You've filled up my jar
with 4 pennies worth 4 wishes
the water
brimming
spilled
into this song
of our wishing well.
(4/17/00)