The speaker looks inward and finds himself made up of habits: how he gets through ordinary days, how he sees the world. Gradually it becomes clear that much of this is tied to a "her." Even his way of seeing is described as seeing "through another's eyes," and the short line "Her eyes" lands like a quiet admission. Looking inward leads him to freedom and contentment, and to a way of speaking about eternal love, yet again the stanza ends by crediting her: "Her ways."
In the last stanza the direction changes. Going outward, he finds her words, and with them a more solitary note: he is alone with human fears, though still listening for moments of joy. The poem ends on "Her hope," set apart on its own line. The mood is tender, reflective and calm, with a hint of loss or distance. Judging by the language, she may be absent, but what she gave him still shapes how he lives and how he hopes.