Prose, Narratives, Etcetera, Can Carry Healing. Poetry

This House Has Been Far Out At Sea All Night, The Woods Crashing Through Darkness, The Booming Hills, Winds Stampeding The Fields Under The Window Floundering Black Astride And Blinding Wet Till Day Rose; Then Under An Orange Sky The Hills Had New Places, And Wind Wielded Blade-light, Luminous Black And Emerald, Flexing Like The Lens Of A Mad Eye.

What Happens In The Heart Simply Happens.

What Happened Casually Remains -

Prose, Narratives, Etcetera, Can Carry Healing. Poetry Does It More Intensely.

You Could Become Internationally Famous - You're Gemini, And According To Antique Authority Have A Literary Talent, Which Of Course Your Letters Prove.