Every atom of my being here has changed,

And yet my love for you has stayed the same;

On the four corners of this world I’ve ranged,

Yet of true heart forever, I remain.

What corpuscle then holds this lasting light

When all the dust that made me alters so?

Each day remakes me, differing ever slight,

As cracks and weathered edges here do show.

Each year this sentient soil is replaced

And I am not the man of yesterday,

Here still my heart does tremble in your grace

And love remains unchanged despite time’s sway.

Love as a truth endures, forever grand,

And being true, transcends the mortal sand.