<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 21 May 2026 08:47:28 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/created/enlightentment/rss.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[8 of 81, Poems from the Tao, Poetry, Tree Tuesday Photography, Spoken Word and Digital Art, w/@old-guy-photos]]></title><description><![CDATA[8 of 81 Water nurtures the root of life It does so without thought, naturally It runs to the low, dark, and quiet Knowing life will lift it back up Through soil, roots, body, and leaves Eventually to sky]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/hive-114105/@prydefoltz/8-of-81-poems-from-the-tao-poetry-tree-tuesday-photography-spoken-word-and-digital-art-w-old-guy-photos</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/hive-114105/@prydefoltz/8-of-81-poems-from-the-tao-poetry-tree-tuesday-photography-spoken-word-and-digital-art-w-old-guy-photos</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-114105]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[prydefoltz]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2020 21:28:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/3zpz8WQe4SNGdRsxnpkHg2ARztirSte8dUUdLjctK8UYcSVkrgaXD88Qb74SD2njKtG6sDiDhZAVdNWPyDVLpbAJGCPq93wp7VSwt9uFb2uzGAteUW5Ye2efjRozsNAXeE8aN5ueZoSckpvf1mR8?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[7 of 81, Poems From the Tao, Poetry, Photography, Spoken Word, and Digital Art]]></title><description><![CDATA[7 of 81 The heavens and earth exist For what is found within They endure as vessels Allowing time and material To enter, mix, and pass through The master is a vessel Filling with and containing Never grasping]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/hive-114105/@prydefoltz/7-of-81-poems-from-the-tao-poetry-photography-spoken-word-and-digital-art</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/hive-114105/@prydefoltz/7-of-81-poems-from-the-tao-poetry-photography-spoken-word-and-digital-art</guid><category><![CDATA[hive-114105]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[prydefoltz]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2020 04:23:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://i.ecency.com/p/32FTXiZsHoAWBP5L1ud1KB6iqvzEGKZ8ws1R2tB6CzqrUZhEWNEaMfB2RR2me7QkH6g1HXes3PUyngVvVjUWimToxEU1FHrJm9iQGZTnFpXWp4pX1Y123jwcV3ov98FHZfcs3GEQziV9YaAa?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>