For Fear to be King

For Fear to be King

Poetry by Emily Dickinson

For Fear to be King


 Photography by Hendrik Kerstens

Photography by Hendrik Kerstens

We never know how high we are
Till we are called to rise;
And then, if we are true to plan,
Our statures touch the skies.

The heroism we recite
Would be a daily thing,
Did not ourselves the cubits warp
For fear to be a king.

 Photography by Hendrik Kerstens

Photography by Hendrik Kerstens


Photography by Hendrik Kerstens