A Most Heavy Heavenly Dilemma

Twice windowed a man named Devin,
When passed rose he to heaven.
In that he could not but stare,
At the vision presented there.
For in spirits his wives before him.

In akimbo they did point a finger,
To him they did say, "do not linger."
"With haste you must pick but one,"
"And with her in perpetude you may run."
But for the Unchosen know you are the void within her."