Elysium

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.