Take a moment to read on this reflective poem about the effects of love in this planet.
Poem - Love Much by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Love Much. Earth has enough bitter in it ;
cast sweets into its cup whenever you can.
Not heart so hard , but love at last may win it ;
Love is the grand primeval cause of man ;
all hate is foreign to the first great plan.

Love Much. Your heart will be led out to slaughter,
on altars built of envy and deceit.
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 ,
your trust betrayed by many a fair , false lure.
Remount 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. Men's soul contract with cold suspicion , 
Shine on them with warm love , and they expand.
'Tis love , not creeds , that from a low condition
Lead mankind up to hights supreme and grand.
Oh , that the world could see and understand!