Butterfly or man?

Once upon a time, I, Chuang Tzu, dreamt I was a butterfly,

fluttering hither and thither,

to all intents and purposes a butterfly.

I was conscious only of following my fancies as a butterfly,

and was unconscious of my individuality as a man.

Suddenly I awakened, and there I lay, myself again.

Now

I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly,

or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.

in Spectrum Summer 1991