I found this Kaveri Patel poem (source) on sleep. I've recently been having more vivid dreams and actually remembering them for the first time in a while.
Who Says I Can't Meditate in my Sleep - Kaveri Patel
I search for a buoy in this storm
as the black waves threaten to kill me.
The mind buoy has me swimming
in twenty directions,
my muscles cramping in fear.
The body buoy asks me to just float
and feel the true weight of my worries.
The breath buoy suggests I die
dissolving into the ocean itself-
the rise and fall of all experiences
and wise stillness underneath.