You dream in hastening light
You dream in the flower of darkness
Never knowing which way the cockatoo will crow
Which way the weary river will lazily flow.

I never dream like you at daybreaks of the yonder sky
Like you I never fly in the air with a butterfly
I know when the moon will kiss you and the cockatoo will crow.

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