The Chrysalis of Chang-​Tzu

I dreamed I was a butterfly
buffeted about my meadow
with tired wings
and memories of leaf-​eating
before wrapping myself in silk to sleep.

I awoke as Chang-​Tzu
under silk sheets
and ready for breakfast
on my windriven mountain.
but wait.

Am I Chang-​Tzu
dreaming I am a butterfly
or
am I a butterfly dreaming
I am Chang-​Tzu?

Let me sleep on it.

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