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at me Everything will be alright</p><p id="67bd">Wind’s the Mother’s breath Gently swaying trees exhale Fauna’s energy Birds of prey and butterflies Currents provide lift to all</p><p id="d160">I shot the following video just now of the scenery that inspired me to create the poem.</p><p id="5fae"><a href="https://photos.app.goo.gl/bT7kr4rmZ9Sghuqn8">https://photos.app.goo.gl/bT7kr4rmZ9Sghuqn8</a></p><p id="fc09">Two years ago I posted <

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i>Gaiadynamic Divinity, Tanka for Red-tailed Hawks:</i></p><p id="c2b5">Birds of prey soaring Her majesty halts my walk One hawk halts as well It’s hovering motionless Sublime proof of the Goddess</p><p id="3e4c">In Rama I create, with soul energy surging through my body, inspiring me and breathing wind into my sails,</p><p id="b683"><a href="https://marcus17043.medium.com/"><b>Marcus</b></a><b> </b>(Gregory Maidman)</p></article></body>

Tanka of June Wind

Inspired by the view of the farm across the street from my front porch

Writer’s Photo of Neighbor’s Farm Across the Street

Wheatfield rolls like sea Caribbean comes to mind Warm ocean breezes Gaia calmly smiles at me Everything will be alright

Wind’s the Mother’s breath Gently swaying trees exhale Fauna’s energy Birds of prey and butterflies Currents provide lift to all

I shot the following video just now of the scenery that inspired me to create the poem.

https://photos.app.goo.gl/bT7kr4rmZ9Sghuqn8

Two years ago I posted Gaiadynamic Divinity, Tanka for Red-tailed Hawks:

Birds of prey soaring Her majesty halts my walk One hawk halts as well It’s hovering motionless Sublime proof of the Goddess

In Rama I create, with soul energy surging through my body, inspiring me and breathing wind into my sails,

Marcus (Gregory Maidman)

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