Poem April 30, 1955 ISSUE

WORK

Olive Scholes

Whatever work is doneBased on the thought of selfAnd wrought unto that end alone,Narrowed and limited to that same end,Time-bound, decays.

Whatever work is doneSelfless, inspired by goodAnd wrought in Mind's enlightening plan,Widened, unfolding, ever stands secureIn Science, blest.

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