The dead demand a double vision. A furthered zone,
Ghostly decision of apportio. For the dead claim
The lovers sehe med heart.
Watch twice the orchard blossoms in gray rain
And to the cold rose skies bring twin surprise.
Endure each summons once, and once again;
Experience multiplied by two--the duty reized.
Instruct the quivering spirit, instant nerve
To schizophrenic master serve,
Or like a homeless Doppelg?nger
Blind love might wander.
The me of the dead is known.
Prepare the cherished wreath, the garland door.
But the secluded ash, the humble bone--
Do the dead know?