Upon The Sand

A lovely friend of mine shared this poem with me some time ago, and i thought it worth sharing. The discussion, at the time, surrounded love and the necessity for friendship as one of the pillars for building a strong relationship.

All love that has not friendship for its base, 
  Is like a mansion built upon the sand. 
Though brave its walls as any in the land, 
  And its tall turrets lift their heads in grace; 
Though skillful and accomplished artists trace 
  Most beautiful designs on every hand, 
And gleaming statues in dim niches stand, 
  And fountains play in some flow’r-hidden place,
Yet, when from the frowning east a sudden gust 
  Of adverse fate is blown, or sad rains fall 
Day in, day out, against is yielding wall, 
  Lo! the fair structure crumbles to the dust. 
Love, to endure life’s sorrow and earth’s woe, 
  Need friendship’s solid mason-work below.
Poetical works of Ella Wheeler Wilcox. by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Edinburgh : W. P. Nimmo, Hay, & Mitchell, 1917.

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