<?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[Frankie Tyndall]]></title><description><![CDATA[Frankie Tyndall]]></description><link>https://www.frankietyndall.xyz/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 21 May 2026 03:02:41 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.frankietyndall.xyz/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA["Apetite for Nature" | A poem]]></title><description><![CDATA[4/28/25 - part of Nature &#38; Mysticism collection The grass whispers to me Pulls me down towards the earth. The sun begs for me to bask in it, Why would I hear nature’s call If not to answer it? A hypnosis I fall under, A rare instant where I can just be. A power that controls me without my reciprocation But somehow it feels safe. An intuition so deep in my being to respond, A hunger, an appetite for nature So core to my being that I’ve forgotten it’s there.]]></description><link>https://www.frankietyndall.xyz/post/apetite-for-nature-a-poem</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69b9c2dbfde2f1f6ed290edb</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2026 21:10:42 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Frankie Tyndall</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>