{"id":13409,"date":"2014-11-10T10:39:37","date_gmt":"2014-11-10T09:39:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/?p=13409"},"modified":"2014-11-10T10:39:37","modified_gmt":"2014-11-10T09:39:37","slug":"trost","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/?p=13409","title":{"rendered":"Trost"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Bald hat die Zeit das letzte Blatt gelesen<br \/>\nund klappt das Jahrbuch sodann st\u00fcrmisch zu.<br \/>\nDie Bl\u00e4tter fallen, welken und verwesen;<br \/>\nund Raureif friert dies&#8216; Weben ein im Nu.<\/p>\n<p>Ich schreibe mir den Nebel von der Seele,<br \/>\nder uns des Morgens jetzt stets grau empf\u00e4ngt.<br \/>\nWie gerne s\u00e4nge ich aus froher Kehle<br \/>\ndies\u2019 Sommerlied, das noch im Herzen dr\u00e4ngt.<\/p>\n<p>Ich werde es wohl tief in mir bewahren,<br \/>\ndie Glut des Lebensfeuers fest im Blick,<br \/>\nmich w\u00e4rmend, wenn die Fr\u00f6ste rau hier fahren,<br \/>\nkalt fl\u00fcstern mir von Ende und Geschick.<\/p>\n<p>Dann schenkt mir dieses frohe Sommer-Bild<br \/>\nein  Licht der Hoffnung, das die Nacht erf\u00fcllt.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a9 Ingrid Herta Drewing,2014<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Bald hat die Zeit das letzte Blatt gelesen und klappt das Jahrbuch sodann st\u00fcrmisch zu. Die Bl\u00e4tter fallen, welken und verwesen; und Raureif friert dies&#8216; Weben ein im Nu. Ich schreibe mir den Nebel von der Seele, der uns des Morgens jetzt stets grau empf\u00e4ngt. Wie gerne s\u00e4nge ich aus froher Kehle dies\u2019 Sommerlied, das [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[49,16,20,6,46],"tags":[3804,3863,3799,3796,172,743,3860,3853,3829],"class_list":["post-13409","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-besinnliches","category-glauben","category-herbst","category-liebe","category-vanitas","tag-herbst","tag-hoffnung","tag-leben","tag-liebe","tag-raureif","tag-sommerlied","tag-tod","tag-verganglichkeit","tag-winter"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13409","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=13409"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13409\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13411,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13409\/revisions\/13411"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=13409"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=13409"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ingriddrewing.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=13409"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}