Trials And Trying Poem by Rani Turton

Trying, everyday and in every way
Coué would have clapped me on the back
At sunrise, up and up
Trying to work out my day, my survival
The trials of this destiny I did not chose.

Trying, and often crying, methods
That work or not, who asked for this tangled web
Of sunrises and sunsets, when I see
The herons in a lake, the moon's soft glow
When I think the well could run dry

When I remember that I have to carry on
Trying, on and on in every way.