i have found a place of loneliness

lonelier than lyonesse

lovelier than paradise;

full of sweet stillness

that no noise can transgress

never a lamp distress.

the full moon sank in state.

i saw her stand and wait

for her watchers to shut the gate.

then i found myself in a wonderland

all of shadow and of bland

silence hard to understand.

i waited therefore; then i knew

the presence of the flowers that grew

noiseless, their wonder noiseless blew.

and flashing kingfishers that flew

in sightless beauty, and the few

shadows the passing wild-beast threw.

and eve approaching over the ground

unheard and subtle, never a sound

to let me know that i was found.

invisible the hands of eve

upon me travelling to reeve

me from the matrix, to relieve

me from the rest! ah terribly

between the body of life and me

her hands slid in and set me free.

ah, with a fearful, strange detection

she found the source of my subjection

to the all, and severed the connection.

delivered helpless and amazed

from the womb of the all, i am waiting, dazed

for memory to be erased.

then i shall know the elysium

that lies outside the monstrous womb

of time from out of which i come.