“A Step at a Time” by W.S. Merwin

Now one eye daylight
and one not
there was a lifetime
before they flew
their true colors
but I must have known
the moment I was born
the pans of the balance
swinging along with me
always two poles
with the seasons rocking
between them

and the familiar the unexplored
the city the country
abroad almost at home
and home never quite there
just the way it was before

left foot right foot
on the same way
my own way
of finding and losing
and in my own time
coming to one
love one place
day and night
as they came to me

but the knowing and the rain
the dream and the morning
the wind the pain
the love the burning

it seems you must let them come
so you can let them go
you must let them go
so you let them come