Lost to Silence

There is a parable
about the 
Transformation of Things

and in this almost Daoist text
(which, trusty translators)
carry me to the place
that I don't know how to go

even having drawn the map
and been there, several times
silence, you are a terror,
when loss is feared

freedom from all
is attachment to none
and thus removal
cannot be done

but all but the most
wild of theories
cannot boast
a cull of teary

eyes that have seen
are bound to dream
of going on forever
and singing songs clever

don't go!
I forget myself
remember!
on the shelf

there is only one book
and it says:
do not speak;
you are lost.