This poem brought to my mind thoughts of life being ephemeral yet exulting some sort of after life and care for those who pass on from the here and now. It is haunting. Here are my favorite passages stolen right out of the middle of the poem:
Oh, lady dear, hast thou no fear?
Why and what are thou dreaming here?
Sure thou art come o’er far-off seas,
A wonder to these garden trees!
Strange is thy pallor! strange thy dress!
Strange, above all, thy length of tress,
And this all solemn silentness!
The lady sleeps! Oh, may her sleep,
Which is enduring, so be deep!
Heaven have her in its sacred keep!
This chamber changed for one more holy,
This bed for one more melancholy,
I pray to God that she may lie
Forever with unopened eye,
While the pale sheeted ghosts go by!
My love, she sleeps! Oh, may her sleep,
As it is lasting, so be deep!
Soft may the worms about her creep!
~Edgar Allen Poe