{"id":4883,"date":"2023-11-26T20:26:23","date_gmt":"2023-11-26T20:26:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/?page_id=4883"},"modified":"2023-11-28T23:09:53","modified_gmt":"2023-11-28T23:09:53","slug":"true-north","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/t-poems\/true-north\/","title":{"rendered":"True North"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> True North<br \/>\nby cricketjeff on December 27, 2010.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved<br \/>\nAt the tip of Lapland&#8217;s reaches,<br \/>\nWhere the trees no longer grow,<br \/>\nWhere the white beluga beaches,<br \/>\nOn the everlasting snow.<\/p>\n<p>Past the depths of Northern winter,<br \/>\nUnder star bedraggled skies,<br \/>\nLies the brightest silver splinter,<br \/>\nOf a life lived free from lies.<\/p>\n<p>There, where all is built of wonder,<br \/>\nWhere the elves and gnomes must play,<br \/>\nWhere our faults are ripped asunder,<br \/>\nWaits the everlasting day.<\/p>\n<p>Built on ancient dreams and curses,<br \/>\nOn the truths no longer known;<br \/>\nSung in twenty thousand verses,<br \/>\nIn the North winds mighty moan.<\/p>\n<p>Every childhood dream and passion,<br \/>\nEvery secret hidden hope,<br \/>\nEvery wish that lives past fashion,<br \/>\nComes to rest beneath this slope.<\/p>\n<p>Under strange auroral beauty<br \/>\nLabour souls who know their worth;<br \/>\nThey are happy doing duty<br \/>\nFor the children of the Earth.<\/p>\n<p>Here before men fell to folly,<br \/>\nLong before our modern times,<br \/>\nIn the light of burning holly,<br \/>\nHe was born from fireside rhymes.<\/p>\n<p>Though his name is ever changing,<br \/>\nAnd we cannot see his face,<br \/>\nIn our hearts he&#8217;s rearranging<br \/>\nHow we run this mortal race.<\/p>\n<p>So wherever you are living,<br \/>\nWhat religions give you pause,<br \/>\nYou should find some time for giving,<br \/>\nHappy thoughts to Santa Claus.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>True North by cricketjeff on December 27, 2010.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved At the tip of Lapland&#8217;s reaches, Where the trees no longer grow, Where the white beluga beaches, On the everlasting snow. Past the depths of Northern winter, Under star bedraggled skies, Lies the brightest silver splinter, Of a life lived free [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":9748,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-4883","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4883","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4883"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4883\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6625,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4883\/revisions\/6625"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/9748"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4883"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}