LOVE MUCH

Love Much.  (Edna Wheeler Wilcox 1850-1919)

Earth has enough of bitter in itCast sweets into its cup whenever you can.

No heart so hard but love at last may win it.

Love is the grand cause of us.

All hate is foreign to the first great plan.

Love much. 

Love on, love on. Tis bread upon the water.

It shall be cast in loaves yet  at your feet

Unleavened manna, most divinely sweet

LOVE much.

Your faith will be dethroned and shaken.

Keep your faith, and let new trusts awaken.

Though clouds obscure  them, yet the stars  are pure.

LOVE  is a vital force and must endure.

LOVE much. 

More blessed is it, even, than to receive.

Photographs 2023