Tomorrow's Slopes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Exchanging the tones of music for expressions in poems,
tasting the flavors of extreme tangs in another dimension
far from home.

Slipping and sliding down the slopes of tomorrow, entering
the environment of intense peace.

Stilling the vibrations of grief through the rhythms
lifting spirits across the crowds of people gathered here.

Major proportions of life are being dealt with and handled
with care.