{"id":1785,"date":"2015-05-23T08:24:22","date_gmt":"2015-05-23T08:24:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=1785"},"modified":"2015-05-23T08:24:22","modified_gmt":"2015-05-23T08:24:22","slug":"storms-and-sunshine-come-from-the-same-sky","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/storms-and-sunshine-come-from-the-same-sky\/","title":{"rendered":"Storms and Sunshine Come from the Same Sky"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Trialling times tear tears from our eye<br \/>\nMake us wonder, worry, question why<br \/>\nWhat has changed as these storms here rage?<br \/>\nWeather unwelcome wild and strange&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>The same sky is above us each day<br \/>\nBoth storms and sunshine have their play<br \/>\nEach in their own time dance and pass<br \/>\nSome fork enjoy neither mood or day, alas!<\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"instagram-media\" data-instgrm-captioned data-instgrm-version=\"4\" style=\" background:#FFF; border:0; border-radius:3px; box-shadow:0 0 1px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.5),0 1px 10px 0 rgba(0,0,0,0.15); margin: 1px; max-width:658px; padding:0; width:99.375%; width:-webkit-calc(100% - 2px); width:calc(100% - 2px);\">\n<div style=\"padding:8px;\">\n<div style=\" background:#F8F8F8; line-height:0; margin-top:40px; padding:50% 0; text-align:center; width:100%;\">\n<div style=\" background:url(data:image\/png;base64,iVBORw0KGgoAAAANSUhEUgAAACwAAAAsCAMAAAApWqozAAAAGFBMVEUiIiI9PT0eHh4gIB4hIBkcHBwcHBwcHBydr+JQAAAACHRSTlMABA4YHyQsM5jtaMwAAADfSURBVDjL7ZVBEgMhCAQBAf\/\/42xcNbpAqakcM0ftUmFAAIBE81IqBJdS3lS6zs3bIpB9WED3YYXFPmHRfT8sgyrCP1x8uEUxLMzNWElFOYCV6mHWWwMzdPEKHlhLw7NWJqkHc4uIZphavDzA2JPzUDsBZziNae2S6owH8xPmX8G7zzgKEOPUoYHvGz1TBCxMkd3kwNVbU0gKHkx+iZILf77IofhrY1nYFnB\/lQPb79drWOyJVa\/DAvg9B\/rLB4cC+Nqgdz\/TvBbBnr6GBReqn\/nRmDgaQEej7WhonozjF+Y2I\/fZou\/qAAAAAElFTkSuQmCC); display:block; height:44px; margin:0 auto -44px; position:relative; top:-22px; width:44px;\"><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p style=\" margin:8px 0 0 0; padding:0 4px;\"> <a href=\"https:\/\/instagram.com\/p\/2fyDEcwxS9\/\" style=\" color:#000; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; font-style:normal; font-weight:normal; line-height:17px; text-decoration:none; word-wrap:break-word;\" target=\"_top\">The same sky is above us each day&#8230; both the storms and the sunshine pass. &#39;SUNSET AT BALLINAMUCK, LONGFORD&#39; #insp_ #inspireland_ LON #thoughtfortoday www.writingsinrhyme.com<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\" color:#c9c8cd; font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; line-height:17px; margin-bottom:0; margin-top:8px; overflow:hidden; padding:8px 0 7px; text-align:center; text-overflow:ellipsis; white-space:nowrap;\">A photo posted by Thomas Carty (@tomjcarty) on <time style=\" font-family:Arial,sans-serif; font-size:14px; line-height:17px;\" datetime=\"2015-05-10T09:36:05+00:00\">May 10, 2015 at 2:36am PDT<\/time><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><script async defer src=\"\/\/platform.instagram.com\/en_US\/embeds.js\"><\/script><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Trialling times tear tears from our eye Make us wonder, worry, question why What has changed as these storms here rage? Weather unwelcome wild and strange&#8230; The same sky is above us each day Both storms and sunshine have their play Each in their own time dance and pass Some &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[64],"tags":[1944,1943,72,1767,1942],"class_list":["post-1785","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-inspirational-poetry","tag-experiences","tag-mood","tag-positive-thinking","tag-storms","tag-sunshine","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-sN","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":468,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/st-bridgets-lament\/","url_meta":{"origin":1785,"position":0},"title":"St Bridgets Lament","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"20th March 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"Were these wild wild winds Bridgets Lament? 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