Source: MORH / MUP / A. Hadrović
Lőrinc Szabó: The Dream of Dsuang Dsi
Two thousand years ago my master
said to me pointing at a butterfly,
I have dreamed something confusing,
confusing and I do not know why—
A butterfly, he said, yes I was,
dancing happily in the sun,
and now I do not know if my dream
has just ended or just begun,
oh I do not know, he continued,
what is the truth, which one could I be,
which one of us dreamed the other,
which one is reality?
I laughed, it is you, Dsuang Dsi,
you are Dsuang Dsi, you!
He smiled and said, the butterfly
also believed its truth!
He kept smiling, I just shrugged,
but it sent shivers down my spine,
I started thinking but found no answer
for two thousand years of time,
now I believe that nothing is real,
all is but pictures and poetry,
that Dsuang Dsi dreamed the butterfly,
the butterfly him, and all three of us, me.