{"id":168,"date":"2018-12-24T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2018-12-24T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"-0001-11-30T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"-0001-11-30T00:00:00","slug":"interplay","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ajulea.com\/index.php\/2018\/12\/24\/interplay\/","title":{"rendered":"Interplay"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>Along the road, riddled with dust,<br \/>\nthe Shadow went a wandering,<br \/>\nup the hill, down to the vale,<br \/>\nall the while a pondering. <\/p>\n<p>He sat on the bench by the park,<br \/>\na frown on his brow, a sigh on his lips.<br \/>\nLight, through the branches of the tree<br \/>\nabove, played along his fingertips. <\/p>\n<p>For years he had been looked upon,<br \/>\nas inadequate, the lesser man.<br \/>\nFor years he&#8217;d tried to change their minds,<br \/>\nuntil the day he&#8217;d had enough-he ran.<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;d tried to stay away from eyes,<br \/>\nwhich pierced and scrutinised.<br \/>\nHe found comfort in others who,<br \/>\nlike him, the darkness prized.<\/p>\n<p>For in the dark he felt at peace,<br \/>\nsome solace in the privacy,<br \/>\nsociety in the solitude,<br \/>\npowerful in the primacy.<\/p>\n<p>He admired her from a distance,<br \/>\nher brilliance all but dazzled white;<br \/>\nhe fell in love with her that instant,<br \/>\nuncertain reciprocity aside.<\/p>\n<p>He tried calling out to her, <br \/>\nbut she always seemed to stay<br \/>\nas a whisper here, an almost there,<br \/>\nclose enough, but far away. <\/p>\n<p>One gloomy day, he braved the storm,<br \/>\nbattled his demons, won the fight.<br \/>\nCome sunshine, he would be the one<br \/>\nto express his feelings to the Light. <\/p>\n<p>She was aware, she said to him,<br \/>\nshe&#8217;d tried to reach him, but in vain.<br \/>\nWhat makes the heart feel featherlight,<br \/>\nmight weigh it down to drown in pain. <\/p>\n<p>Eternal desire and irony;<br \/>\nfor each other, no two were better made,<br \/>\nonly in Shadow can you admire the Light<br \/>\nand only in Light, can you admire the shade. \n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Along the road, riddled with dust,  the Shadow went a wandering,  up the hill, down to the vale,  all the while a pondering.     He sat on the bench by the park,  a frown on his brow, a sigh on his lips.  Light, through the branches of the tree  abov&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ajulea.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/168"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ajulea.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ajulea.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ajulea.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ajulea.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=168"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ajulea.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/168\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ajulea.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=168"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ajulea.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=168"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ajulea.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=168"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}