If all the love that ever mothers knew
In every country from the start of time.
And every tenderness of friend to friend
In every continent and every age,
And all the good man ever showed to man,
Noted or unobserved—if all that love
Were heaped in one immeasurable thought
Beyond the reach of mortals, yet that love,
With all its warmth, its gentleness and power,
Would be a grain of mustard to the Love
That rules the stars and makes the lily fair,
Reigns through all space and fills the humble heart,
One boundless source of all that cumulate good.
Poems
Love
From the April 1950 issue of The Christian Science Journal
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