The way around

You might find the kookaburra and I 
Are one and the same.

There might be a dance that can equally equate.

Maybe somehow under the sun

Earth is never quite so sain.

I'm Dionysus also. I'm an archetype 

Opposite to that that Apollo defines.

Me, not them, flying high in the gale.

An acapella song sung out loud.

When confronted with what is not copeable 

Laughing is the way around.