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Jun 2020
Your breath gives rise to butterfly wing
Carries wish to seed at fertile feet
Shapes your echo to the ear of great mountain
Your voice spinning on the wild eagles call


Your heart waves green cross the nape of valleys
Pressing your kiss to the lips of the silent rivers
You thresh your hair on galloping wild horses
settling their wake in the rays of suns blessings

Your body shakes the faces of oceans
Cracks its limb on solid grounds
Your children’s whisper
Your angers roar
You be
Where wind be born
Orakhal
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Orakhal
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   Bogdan Dragos
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