{"id":300,"date":"2012-08-19T18:59:13","date_gmt":"2012-08-19T18:59:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=300"},"modified":"2014-08-15T19:01:40","modified_gmt":"2014-08-15T19:01:40","slug":"sky-is-our-ceiling-the-land-our-garden","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/sky-is-our-ceiling-the-land-our-garden\/","title":{"rendered":"Sky is our Ceiling, the Land our Garden"},"content":{"rendered":"

The sky is our ceiling, the land our garden
\n– Romany Proverb<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

\"Gypsies
Gypsies on the Road.
“The sky is our ceiling, the land our garden” – old Romany proverb<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Smile, yes there are clouds
\nThe morning may be dull
\nYour life may seem difficult
\nAnd of problems, be full<\/p>\n

But they shall pass in their own time
\nAll problems sorted in their own way
\nFor many was the cloudy morning
\nThat changed to a fine day!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The sky is our ceiling, the land our garden – Romany Proverb Smile, yes there are clouds The morning may be dull Your life may seem difficult And of problems, be full But they shall pass in their own time All problems sorted in their own way For many was …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","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":[232,494,495],"tags":[498,12,59,496,497],"class_list":["post-300","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-nature-2","category-proverbs-and-folk-wisdom","category-romany-proverb","tag-garden","tag-nature","tag-romani","tag-romany-proverb-2","tag-sky","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-4Q","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":613,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/a-dance-of-joy-and-survival\/","url_meta":{"origin":300,"position":0},"title":"A Dance of Joy and Survival","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"18th September 2012","format":false,"excerpt":"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=CCr8f4qEP-M","rel":"","context":"In "Walking with the Romany Caravan"","block_context":{"text":"Walking with the Romany Caravan","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/video-poetry\/walking-with-the-romany-caravan\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/img.youtube.com\/vi\/CCr8f4qEP-M\/0.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200},"classes":[]},{"id":292,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/we-all-walk-the-same-road\/","url_meta":{"origin":300,"position":1},"title":"We All Walk the Same Road","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"15th June 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"April 8th is the International Day of Roma, and the day we remember the Romany victims of the holocaust.Though thankfully things are not as bad today, there still is a lot of hatred against them, which has risen since the fall of communism. 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