I Died For Beauty But Was Scarce

I died for beauty but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed?
'For beauty,' I replied.
'And I for truth,--the two are one;
We brethren are,' he said.

And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.

by Emily Dickinson

Comments (3)

Thank you Emily for your amazing poetry.
You will live on in our hearts.............
......so true...beauty and truth are both qualities of the divine...enjoyed..