Monday's Mary Oliver- I Will Try

I Will Try
by Mary Oliver

I will try.
I will step from the house to see what I see
and hear and I will praise it. 
I did not come into this world
to be comforted.
I come, like red bird, to sing.
But I'm not red bird, with his head-mop of flame
and the red triangle of his mouth 
full of tongue and whistles,
but a woman whose love has vanished
who thinks now, too much of roots.