By Kathleen Watson (1941)
Because I love you all the world is mine,
though you are not. Therefore I do not pine
to have you hold me in your arms, nor seek
to dream to life the words you cannot speak.
Because I love you every land’s my own,
and every people. I had never known
how wide my world could be,
until you came to me.
Dawnfire , 1941.