{"id":56,"date":"2003-10-28T08:30:00","date_gmt":"2003-10-28T07:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/?p=56"},"modified":"2024-08-28T11:10:46","modified_gmt":"2024-08-28T09:10:46","slug":"reflexion","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/2003\/10\/28\/reflexion\/","title":{"rendered":"R\u00e9flexion"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Je ne puis porter le poids du monde<br>Je suis bien trop faible pour cela<br>Chaque jour des blessures profondes<br>Gu\u00e9rissent, au comble de la joie<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>J\u2019\u0153uvre chaque jour pour soutenir<br>Des \u00eatres bless\u00e9s, brutalis\u00e9s<br>Pour un peu plus les voir sourire<br>Et oublier leurs tristes pass\u00e9s<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Je me fais ange si je le puis<br>Usant de douceur pour calmer<br>Les sanglots, les pleurs et les cris<br>Qui secouent les \u00eatres bris\u00e9s<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Je puis porter le mal des autres<br>Sans sourciller, calme, impassible<br>Et leur d\u00e9crire l\u2019avenir tout autre<br>Que celui qu\u2019ils craignent voir p\u00e9rir<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Pourtant je ne suis surhumain<br>Je suis un \u00eatre presque identique<br>Qui porte en lui trop de chagrin<br>Mais pr\u00e9tend parfois \u00eatre unique<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Mon c\u0153ur aussi se fait bien lourd<br>Il pleure, il cri, cet esseul\u00e9<br>Mais il esp\u00e8re quand pourtant qu\u2019un jour<br>On le gu\u00e9rira pour l\u2019aimer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Je ne puis porter le poids du mondeJe suis bien trop faible pour celaChaque jour des blessures profondesGu\u00e9rissent, au comble de la joie J\u2019\u0153uvre chaque jour pour soutenirDes \u00eatres bless\u00e9s, brutalis\u00e9sPour un peu plus les voir sourireEt oublier leurs tristes pass\u00e9s Je me fais ange si je le puisUsant de douceur pour calmerLes sanglots, les [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":true,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-56","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-eclats-dame"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=56"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":57,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56\/revisions\/57"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=56"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=56"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=56"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}