{"id":63495,"date":"2020-06-27T11:47:51","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T15:47:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=63495"},"modified":"2020-06-27T13:04:27","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T17:04:27","slug":"the-answer-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/the-answer-2\/","title":{"rendered":"The Answer"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Two little birds rested on their perch<\/p>\n<p>The first one asked, &#8220;Who do we answer to?<\/p>\n<p>Do we answer to the heavens, to the sun and moon above?<\/p>\n<p>To the stars and the inky blackness of the night that envelopes us in cooling comfort<\/p>\n<p>To the clouds and the wind that rush past us as we soar across the world&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>And the heavens and the earth smiled<\/p>\n<p>Proud of their creation<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The second responded,<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What about the earth? Do we answer to her?<\/p>\n<p>The soft ground beneath our feet, calling us to eat<\/p>\n<p>The rushing oceans and rivers, quenching our thirst<\/p>\n<p>And the trees that grow from her, giving us homes and a place to rest our weary wings<\/p>\n<p>She provides us with so much<\/p>\n<p>Why shouldn&#8217;t we answer to her?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The first looked down at the earth below, stumped<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>And the heavens and the earth smiled<\/p>\n<p>Proud of their creation<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Together they sat. Perched, pondering, children of both heaven and earth<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It is neither,&#8221; the first said. &#8220;It is both,&#8221; said the second<\/p>\n<p>After much deliberation, they said together<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;We answer to the other birds who live with us in the heavens and on the earth<\/p>\n<p>Those birds we fly with in the sky, eat with on the ground, nest with in the trees<\/p>\n<p>We answer to them all&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>And the heavens and the earth smiled<\/p>\n<p>Proud of their creation<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Two little birds rested on their perch The first one asked, &#8220;Who do we answer to? Do we answer to the heavens, to the sun and moon above? To the stars and the inky blackness of the night that envelopes us in cooling comfort To&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1487,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[2867],"class_list":["post-63495","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","tag-prompt3"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/63495","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\/1487"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=63495"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/63495\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":64131,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/63495\/revisions\/64131"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=63495"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=63495"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=63495"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}