I Died For Beauty Poem by Ilya Shambat

I died for beauty - twas my choice
To end my life this way;
In every note of her voice
Was universe at play:

Twas sparkling, shining, shimmering,
Twas elegant and bright,
In it the world was glimmering
As I then held her tight.

I died for beauty - as I did
My lifeforce to her went
And from the shackles it her freed
To live by her intent:

She needed lifeforce to be strong
And then to carry on
With universe to get along
And sing again her song.

I died for beauty, so it lives,
Is by me fertilized,
Shimmers and glimmers and conceives
And is now realized,

And though I died, what it gave birth
Was better than was I,
And now is set upon her course
To grow and multiply.