OUR world is very little in the sky, Far off she must be just a mote to see; And on the tiny ball creep tinier we, To live a very little while, and die. My love is very great within my heart; It sees in two dear eyes, infinity, It finds in one sweet hour, eternity, It has one measure: -- nearness, or apart. Ah, well! both things are true as truth can be! The world is little and my love is great; Yet who would rise triumphant over fate Earth's breadth, love's narrowness, must learn to see. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ADOLF EICHMANN by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE SAVING WAY by HAYDEN CARRUTH THOUGHTS OF A TINY PIG by DAVID IGNATOW |