{"id":11130,"date":"2014-01-07T13:53:25","date_gmt":"2014-01-07T12:53:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/?p=11130"},"modified":"2014-01-07T13:53:25","modified_gmt":"2014-01-07T12:53:25","slug":"heimkehr","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/?p=11130","title":{"rendered":"Heimkehr"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Im Abendrot der Zinnen Silhouette,<br \/>\nein Schattenriss, dem Auge wohl bekannt.<br \/>\nDer Kindheit, Jugend lieb vertraute St\u00e4tte,<br \/>\noh, dass man sie doch nie verlassen h\u00e4tte!<br \/>\nNoch immer gr\u00fc\u00dft der Leuchtturm dort am Strand.<\/p>\n<p>Erinnerungen flackern auf, es schwelen<br \/>\ndie alten Feuer, ihre warme Glut,<br \/>\ndie Bilder, die die Zeit schien zu verhehlen,<br \/>\nlebendig sich in Seel&#8216; und Sinne stehlen,<br \/>\nund du erf\u00fchlst sie, sagst : \u201e Es war doch gut!\u201c<\/p>\n<p>So schnell vergingen jene goldnen Jahre.<br \/>\nNun streichst die Segel du im Abendwind<br \/>\nund wei\u00dft geborgen dich, bist dir im Klaren,<br \/>\ndein Boot darf in den Heimathafen fahren,<br \/>\ndorthin, wo alles seine Ruhe find&#8216;.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 Ingrid Herta Drewing<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Im Abendrot der Zinnen Silhouette, ein Schattenriss, dem Auge wohl bekannt. Der Kindheit, Jugend lieb vertraute St\u00e4tte, oh, dass man sie doch nie verlassen h\u00e4tte! Noch immer gr\u00fc\u00dft der Leuchtturm dort am Strand. Erinnerungen flackern auf, es schwelen die alten Feuer, ihre warme Glut, die Bilder, die die Zeit schien zu verhehlen, lebendig sich in [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[49,17,38,10,6],"tags":[446,3801,3862,99,2280,2278,2279,3812,1752,3796],"class_list":["post-11130","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-besinnliches","category-erinnerungen","category-heimat","category-leben","category-liebe","tag-abendrot","tag-erinnerungen","tag-geborgenheit","tag-gluck","tag-heimathafen","tag-heimkehr","tag-jugenderinnerungen","tag-kindheit","tag-lebensabend","tag-liebe"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11130","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=11130"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11130\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11133,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11130\/revisions\/11133"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=11130"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=11130"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=11130"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}