{"id":1626,"date":"2024-05-22T16:34:43","date_gmt":"2024-05-22T16:34:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/?p=1626"},"modified":"2024-05-22T16:34:43","modified_gmt":"2024-05-22T16:34:43","slug":"nuance-of-things","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/nuance-of-things\/","title":{"rendered":"Nuance Of Things"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Riding a jerky montage of daily chores<br \/>\nI trundle towards a sunset<br \/>\nwaiting to add my fire to its coals.<br \/>\nHope leaks through day-tight rooms<br \/>\nspilling over tomorrows<br \/>\nthat struggle to become today.<\/p>\n<p>And the day packs its bags each evening<br \/>\nto elope with the past.<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s a game time plays well.<br \/>\nAnd sometime not so.<br \/>\nBut it does leave a clue in the nuance of things<br \/>\nand in all the shades it brings.<br \/>\nThat hidden in the folds of a moment<br \/>\nis where life lives<br \/>\nor peeps out from a hearts&#8217; eye<br \/>\nwhen it gives.<br \/>\nOut of habit I stop<br \/>\nand let the moment have<br \/>\na good look at me. I&#8217;m not in a hurry.<br \/>\nThe sunset can wait.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Riding a jerky montage of daily chores I trundle towards a sunset waiting to add my fire to its coals. Hope leaks through day-tight rooms spilling over tomorrows that struggle to become today. And the day packs its bags each evening to elope with the past. It&#8217;s a game time plays well. And sometime not so. But it does leave [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[30],"tags":[],"aioseo_notices":[],"rttpg_featured_image_url":null,"rttpg_author":{"display_name":"sanjayji","author_link":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/author\/sanjayji\/"},"rttpg_comment":0,"rttpg_category":"<a href=\"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/category\/poems\/\" rel=\"category tag\">Poems<\/a>","rttpg_excerpt":"Riding a jerky montage of daily chores I trundle towards a sunset waiting to add my fire to its coals. Hope leaks through day-tight rooms spilling over tomorrows that struggle to become today. And the day packs its bags each evening to elope with the past. It&#8217;s a game time plays well. And sometime not&hellip;","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1626"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1626"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1626\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1628,"href":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1626\/revisions\/1628"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1626"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1626"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dharamshalacamps.com\/sanjay\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1626"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}