The well that I wish you

The amount of well that I wish you
is deeper than drowning,
and lighter than light,
and cleaner than air.
No rope with a bucket
attached could touch bottom.
But it would be drenched
before it descended
below the top rim 
overflowing all care.
You won't need a dipper 
to drink your fill. 
Just stick in your whole 
fucking head and blow! 
And yell underwater,
and shake and toss back 
flinging streams from your hair, 
and gurgle, refreshed. I hope
you could be refreshed,
you know.