Tomorrow's Avenues Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Creating something from nothing, no ideas, no
perceptions in line with appropriate sensations.
Taking a stand, placing natural stances in front
of everything else.
Keeping to schedules of entertainment as they make
tabulations and keep my mind in an extraneous
sphere of enjoyment.
Focusing constantly on pieces of nature's musical
scores as it continues to grow upward and outward
into avenues of tomorrow.