Emily... wherever I may find her...

And this was found with joy untold...

I felt a cleaving in my mind
As if my brain had split;
I tried to match it, seam by seam,
But could not make them fit.

The thought behind I strove to join
unto the thought before,
But sequence ravelled out of reach

Like balls upon a floor

Emily Dickinson's 'I felt a cleaving in my mind'.