Dream Variations

  by Langston Hughes     To fling my arms wide     In some place of the sun，     To whirl and to dance     Till the white day is done.     Then rest at cool evening     Beneath a tall tree     While night comes on gently，     Dark like me——     That is my dream！     To fling my arms wide     In the face of the sun，     Dance！  Whirl！  Whirl！     Till the quick day is done.     Rest at pale evening . . .     A tall， slim tree . . .     Night coming tenderly     Black like me.