{"id":10149,"date":"2013-01-16T12:33:02","date_gmt":"2013-01-16T12:33:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=10149"},"modified":"2013-01-17T09:46:00","modified_gmt":"2013-01-17T09:46:00","slug":"timpul-este-un-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2013\/01\/16\/timpul-este-un-poem\/","title":{"rendered":"Timpul este un poem"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/coltisorderai.blogspot.com-poze-maini-lumina-ajutor.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-10185\" title=\"lumina \" src=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/coltisorderai.blogspot.com-poze-maini-lumina-ajutor-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/coltisorderai.blogspot.com-poze-maini-lumina-ajutor-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/01\/coltisorderai.blogspot.com-poze-maini-lumina-ajutor.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 TIMPUL ESTE UN POEM<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Poate ascult\u00e2nd curgerea vremii<\/p>\n<p>\u00een poeme albastre,<\/p>\n<p>m\u0103 \u00eentreb unde se ascund iubirile?<\/p>\n<p>Ce se-nt\u00e2mpl\u0103 cu magicul lor parfum?<\/p>\n<p>A r\u0103mas \u00een a\u015fternuturile albe,<\/p>\n<p>sau s-au r\u0103t\u0103cit pe sterpe c\u0103r\u0103ri,<\/p>\n<p>unde iubi\u0163ii,<\/p>\n<p>au \u00eentre palme r\u0103ceala unui poem<\/p>\n<p>care s-a scris demult?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 UNIVERSUL FIEC\u0102RUIA<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Trecutei zilei de ieri<\/p>\n<p>i-am cerut socoteal\u0103,<\/p>\n<p>dac\u0103 s-a petrecut<\/p>\n<p>\u00een c\u00e2ntec \u015fi culoare,<\/p>\n<p>dac\u0103 magicul univers<\/p>\n<p>i-a deslu\u015fit vreo enigm\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>Mi-a spus c\u0103 ora astral\u0103<\/p>\n<p>s-a prelins prea repede,<\/p>\n<p>c\u0103 orga \u015fi-a terminat<\/p>\n<p>prea devreme notele<\/p>\n<p>\u015fi c\u0103 doar lumina ei<\/p>\n<p>s-a-n\u0103l\u0163at la cer<\/p>\n<p>\u00een cuv\u00e2ntul lui Hristos.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 NOAPTEA E O \u015eOAPT\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Noaptea e \u015foapta p\u0103s\u0103rii,<\/p>\n<p>care mi-a-nghi\u0163it cuv\u00e2ntul.<\/p>\n<p>Of, de-a\u015f g\u0103si un loc<\/p>\n<p>unde s\u0103-\u015fi priponesc \u0163ip\u0103tul<\/p>\n<p>pentru ziua care va veni !<\/p>\n<p>De undeva, de oriunde,<\/p>\n<p>dragostea mi-o ia v\u0103zduhul,<\/p>\n<p>sertarul iubirii e gata<\/p>\n<p>s\u0103 se-nchid\u0103 pe t\u0103cute.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><br \/>\n<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 NU CER DEC\u00c2T IERTARE<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Poate prim\u0103vara nou\u0103<\/p>\n<p>s\u0103-mi arate p\u0103catul?!<\/p>\n<p>Oricum,<\/p>\n<p>pendula din oul de cuc<\/p>\n<p>s-a zb\u0103tut de multe ori<\/p>\n<p>p\u00e2n\u0103 mi-am dat seama<\/p>\n<p>c\u0103 e vremea iert\u0103rilor\u2026<\/p>\n<p>Seara adorm cu g\u00e2ndul acesta,<\/p>\n<p>diminea\u0163a \u00eel iau de la cap\u0103t<\/p>\n<p>ca pe altul nou,<\/p>\n<p>dar nu am curajul<\/p>\n<p>Fecioarei Maria,<\/p>\n<p>care s-a z\u0103mislit \u00eenc\u0103 o dat\u0103<\/p>\n<p>prin Pruncul s\u0103u.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 PA\u015eI PRIN UNIVERS<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Singur\u0103 mi-am ridicat sc\u0103rile<\/p>\n<p>azi o raz\u0103, m\u00e2ine alta,<\/p>\n<p>p\u00e2n\u0103 m-am trezit<\/p>\n<p>\u015fi cu un curcubeu la scar\u0103<\/p>\n<p>priponit ca un cal n\u0103r\u0103va\u015f,<\/p>\n<p>cu spinarea curbat\u0103<\/p>\n<p>\u00een alt\u0103 s\u0103ritur\u0103.<\/p>\n<p>Primul pas<\/p>\n<p>\u015fi primul strig\u0103t a fost.<\/p>\n<p>Urm\u0103torii l\u0103sau<\/p>\n<p>d\u00e2re<\/p>\n<p>\u00een lume astral\u0103<\/p>\n<p>dup\u0103 care s\u0103 m\u0103 recunoasc\u0103 ai mei.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><br \/>\n<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 SFIDARE<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Pe malurile timpului,<\/p>\n<p>vremea rece \u015fi ploaia<\/p>\n<p>r\u0103coresc suflete.<\/p>\n<p>Unii zidesc palate \u00een sfidare<\/p>\n<p>f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u00eentoarc\u0103 privirea,<\/p>\n<p>f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 le pese de molim\u0103,<\/p>\n<p>de cancer, de tot ce ucide<\/p>\n<p>\u00een noi \u015fi printre noi.<\/p>\n<p>iar eu, cu rugul \u00eentreb\u0103rii<\/p>\n<p>\u00eencotro<\/p>\n<p>prea rar<\/p>\n<p>pricep sensul cuvintelor<\/p>\n<p>care scriu<\/p>\n<p>numele pomeni\u0163ilor.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 ALEG \u015eI TOT ALEG\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Nu \u015ftiu ce drumuri s\u0103 aleg.<\/p>\n<p>Ba sunt netede<\/p>\n<p>\u015fi mi s-au obi\u015fnuit<\/p>\n<p>picioarele cu ele,<\/p>\n<p>ba b\u0103t\u0103torite de alte picioare\u2026<\/p>\n<p>Mai \u00eencolo nici nu cunosc<\/p>\n<p>ce m-a\u015fteapt\u0103<\/p>\n<p>E lumin\u0103<\/p>\n<p>dincolo de lumin\u0103 ?<\/p>\n<p>sau \u00eentuneric<\/p>\n<p>dincolo de \u00eentuneric ?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Mariana Gurza<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 TIMPUL ESTE UN POEM &nbsp; Poate ascult\u00e2nd curgerea vremii \u00een poeme albastre, m\u0103 \u00eentreb unde se ascund iubirile? 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