{"id":4737,"date":"2020-08-13T10:12:32","date_gmt":"2020-08-13T09:12:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/to-find-peace\/"},"modified":"2020-08-13T10:47:17","modified_gmt":"2020-08-13T09:47:17","slug":"to-find-peace","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/to-find-peace\/","title":{"rendered":"To Find Peace"},"content":{"rendered":"
\"Lough<\/a>
Lough Atalia – Evening Light<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

I lived by a roaring river,
\nThen beside a tumbling stream,
\nThen beside a placid canal,
\nThought to live beside the sea the dream.<\/p>\n

I lived beside the sea in time,
\nSought the canal and tumbling stream,
\nThe roaring river in all its moods,
\nTo be content is to find the dream.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I lived by a roaring river, Then beside a tumbling stream, Then beside a placid canal, Thought to live beside the sea the dream. I lived beside the sea in time, Sought the canal and tumbling stream, The roaring river in all its moods, To be content is to find …<\/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":[7],"tags":[931,4312,65,2072],"class_list":["post-4737","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-life","tag-contemplation","tag-contentment","tag-life-2","tag-reflection","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-1ep","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2046,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/written-beside-a-stone-to-paul-smith\/","url_meta":{"origin":4737,"position":0},"title":"Written Beside a Stone to Paul Smith","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"10th July 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"The latest of the poems restored to the website, its from the \"Dander in Dublin\" series, from way back in 2010... 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