{"id":1068,"date":"2010-12-06T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2010-12-06T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/a-deserted-door-at-the-end-of-a-lonely-lane\/"},"modified":"2010-12-06T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2010-12-06T00:00:00","slug":"a-deserted-door-at-the-end-of-a-lonely-lane","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/a-deserted-door-at-the-end-of-a-lonely-lane\/","title":{"rendered":"A Deserted Door At The End Of A Lonely Lane"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I often walk by a deserted door at the end of a lonely lane,<br \/>\nAnd wonder how the people behind it are doing,<br \/>\nDays pass and seasons change but I do not see anyone.<\/p>\n<p>They say a young widow Thelma lives there with a dog called Sunny,<br \/>\nShe is blond and thin and no one has heard her voice recently,<br \/>\nShe is rarely seen on her deck or in the yard.<\/p>\n<p>Her husband Dennis died in drag racing many years back,<br \/>\nAnd their only child went West after his death and was seen no more,<br \/>\nThelma\u2019s mother visits sometimes and her raucous laughter reverberates from the neighbors\u2019 houses.<\/p>\n<p>At times I thought of ringing the house bell but refrained,<br \/>\nNot wanting to create a ripple in the placid lake of her solitude,<br \/>\nNot wanting to disturb her truce with her destiny.<\/p>\n<p>One evening when I was walking by the house,<br \/>\nI saw a thin figure cast against the gray evening sky,<br \/>\nThe movement of her lips suggested that she was singing.<\/p>\n<p>I much wanted to know what she was singing,<br \/>\nBut realized she must be left alone,<br \/>\nLoneliness brings us closer to God than anything else.<\/p>\n<p>Suffern, New York, 12.4.10<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I often walk by a deserted door at the end of a lonely lane, And wonder how the people behind it are doing, Days pass and seasons change but I&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[27],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-1068","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-poems"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1068","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1068"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1068\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1068"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1068"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stagingserver3.com\/Maharaj\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1068"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}