Lyrics: I dreamt I was a butterfly dreaming I was me
I flew up to the mirror, but there was nothing there to see.

You lie! I cried.
The butterfly woke and I died.
You lie! I cried.
What if I woke, then I died?

I dreamt I went to heaven and picked a strange and beautiful Rose

And when I awoke I had a rose in my hand
What would you tell me then?

I saw the world in a Grain of Sand
and Heaven in a Wild Flower,
I held Infinity in the palm of my hand
and eternity in an hour


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“I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky; then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man?”

-Chuang Tzu

“What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you went to heaven and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower? And what if,when you awoke,you had the flower in your hand? Ah, what then?”

-Samuel Taylor Coleridge

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.

-William Blake