{"id":116555,"date":"2022-06-25T20:59:44","date_gmt":"2022-06-26T00:59:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=116555"},"modified":"2022-06-25T20:59:44","modified_gmt":"2022-06-26T00:59:44","slug":"12th-hour-the-gathering","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/12th-hour-the-gathering\/","title":{"rendered":"12th Hour; The Gathering"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I do not believe in god; then Corona visited home<br \/>\nClaimed my most precious gem; my little one with her golden smile<br \/>\nI now became that tree, that lived even after lightning struck<br \/>\nBut no longer bore leaves or fruits; just a souless living dead<br \/>\nHer angelic face oft floats upto me, in my sleep<br \/>\nI wake up, screaming; was she real or just a waking dream?<br \/>\nAnd then one day, when the sky shone like sun-ripened hay,<br \/>\nI joined a gathering, a prayer group, hoping to run away from her, her memories&#8230;<br \/>\nThe chanting, the meditation and their kindness<br \/>\nCreated electricity in my body that sent shockwaves all over me<br \/>\nRenewing and breathing new life into the broken tree<br \/>\nI meet them every day; we gather under the temple&#8217;s sacred peepal tree<br \/>\nEvery time, I close my eyes and chant, &#8220;Om&#8221;,<br \/>\nA life- force breezes through me; I see her face<br \/>\nPrancing and laughing; I am no longer distressed<br \/>\nRealised she will always be a part of me, in another dimension<br \/>\nThe tempest is over; the birds have flown home<br \/>\nThere is forever peace all around&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I do not believe in god; then Corona visited home Claimed my most precious gem; my little one with her golden smile I now became that tree, that lived even after lightning struck But no longer bore leaves or fruits; just a souless living dead&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4553,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-116555","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116555","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4553"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=116555"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116555\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":116585,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116555\/revisions\/116585"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=116555"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=116555"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=116555"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}