Constant

You appeared to me
 Like rain
 After a dry spell
 Like growth
 After a hard year
 Like life
 After death
 And it had been so long
 Yet my eye could discern
 Less beauty
 In its object
 Than my memory maintained
 So I whispered to myself
 "All is but illusion
 You did well to love him
 It gave you songs to write
 And kept you safe"
 And with a sigh of relief
 I let you go
 But you would not go
 For you came to me
 In the air about you
 And you walked with me
 From the other side
 Of town
 And you touched me
 With your hands
 Behind your back
 So I whispered to myself
 "All is but illusion
 You were wise to look closer
 You have lost nothing
 Only exchanged a face for a soul
 Whatever happens now
 You have been Constant
 And let no one say
 You never loved"