{"id":60684,"date":"2026-06-09T03:22:03","date_gmt":"2026-06-09T01:22:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/?p=60684"},"modified":"2026-06-09T10:00:56","modified_gmt":"2026-06-09T08:00:56","slug":"schwertlilien-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/schwertlilien-2_60684\/","title":{"rendered":"Schwertlilien"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-large wp-image-60689\" src=\"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/P1280044-002-800x578.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"462\" \/><\/h2>\n<p>Foto Brigitte Fuchs<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h2>Das sind die Blumen, die wie Kirchen sind.<br \/>\nEin Blick in sie hinein zwingt uns zu schweigen.<br \/>\nWie Weihrauch fromm berauschend str\u00f6mt ihr Duft,<br \/>\nWenn wir uns zu der sch\u00f6nen Bl\u00fcte neigen.<\/h2>\n<h2>Sie sind wie Schmetterlinge d\u00fcnn und zart.<br \/>\nUnd wissen ihr Geheimnis doch zu h\u00fcten.<br \/>\nEs hellen goldne Kerzen sanft den Pfad<br \/>\nIns Allerheiligste der Wunderbl\u00fcten.<\/h2>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h3><\/h3>\n<h3>Franziska Stoecklin (1894-1931) Schweizer Schriftstellerin und K\u00fcnstlerin<\/h3>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-large wp-image-60693\" src=\"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/05\/P1280051-1-800x577.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"640\" height=\"462\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Foto Brigitte Fuchs<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h3>Hier noch das Haiku, das Petros (siehe: <a href=\"http:\/\/www.blogpoesie.de\">www.blogpoesie.de<\/a>) vorhin als Extra schickte:<\/h3>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h2><\/h2>\n<h2>Thront \u00fcber dem Gr\u00fcn<br \/>\nBlau leuchtet ihr Geheimnis \u2013<br \/>\nEin Hauch Sommerwind<\/h2>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h3>Petros<\/h3>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Foto Brigitte Fuchs &nbsp; &nbsp; Das sind die Blumen, die wie Kirchen sind. Ein Blick in sie hinein zwingt uns zu schweigen. Wie Weihrauch fromm berauschend str\u00f6mt ihr Duft, Wenn wir uns zu der sch\u00f6nen Bl\u00fcte neigen. Sie sind wie &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/schwertlilien-2_60684\/\">Weiterlesen <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[38,29],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-60684","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-37-bilder","category-4-gedichte"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/60684","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=60684"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/60684\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":61031,"href":"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/60684\/revisions\/61031"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=60684"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=60684"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brigittefuchs.ch\/serendipity\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=60684"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}