{"id":373,"date":"2024-01-14T02:29:52","date_gmt":"2024-01-14T02:29:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/?p=373"},"modified":"2024-01-25T02:38:26","modified_gmt":"2024-01-25T02:38:26","slug":"tumbleweed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/2024\/01\/14\/tumbleweed\/","title":{"rendered":"Tumbleweed"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>The salt seeps in the tumbleweed&#8217;s tendrils<br>Solitary gaps between breaths leads it astray<br>The light comes and goes along its path<br>Lost its roots long ago<br>The wind toys with its destiny now<br>Simple and free but it desires more<br>In its death we only glance at its journey<br>But we know not where it was born<br>Where it has been and where it will finally rest<br>Perhaps one day<br>When life slips away so easily for some<br>It will be remembered<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So it is as pieces gliding across a chess board<br>The Queen surrenders to pawns<br>Those she toys with and kills alike<br>While her King silently plots her fall<br>When she is weak he will set the pace<br>And he will remember<br>Salt melting and crystallizing on<br>Dry<br>Withered<br>Branches<br>Perhaps he will wonder<br>When the wind toys with dark hair<br>That he can not forget<br>Perhaps he will regret<br>Perhaps then he will tumble<br>Free<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The salt seeps in the tumbleweed&#8217;s tendrilsSolitary gaps between breaths leads it astrayThe light comes and goes along its pathLost its roots long agoThe wind toys with its destiny nowSimple and free but it desires moreIn its death we only glance at its journeyBut we know not where it was bornWhere it has been and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":862,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-container-style":"default","site-container-layout":"default","site-sidebar-layout":"default","disable-article-header":"default","disable-site-header":"default","disable-site-footer":"default","disable-content-area-spacing":"default","ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[34],"class_list":["post-373","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-creative-writings","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/373","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=373"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/373\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":374,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/373\/revisions\/374"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/862"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=373"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=373"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rahs-open-lid.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=373"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}