Walking In Minds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Bells ringing, tingling themselves in our minds as words touch
our spirits dwelling inside us, nothing to be afraid of or to
doubt.

A fabulous and interesting sound that combines with intellect,
walking in minds through the snow and then standing or sitting
by the fire as we all find comfort in one another's presence.

Nothing to interrupt our special moments of being together in
peace, serenity and our hearts beating together in unison with
one another's spirits.