{"id":26559,"date":"2016-06-20T07:57:11","date_gmt":"2016-06-20T07:57:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=26559"},"modified":"2016-06-20T07:57:11","modified_gmt":"2016-06-20T07:57:11","slug":"camelia-cristea-poesis-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2016\/06\/20\/camelia-cristea-poesis-8\/","title":{"rendered":"Camelia Cristea: Poesis"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Am strivit t\u0103cerea<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Am strivit t\u0103cerea, f\u0103r\u0103 argumente
\n\u0218i i-am dat culoare dintr-un curcubeu,
\nClipele rebele ce au fost absente
\nAu r\u0103mas pe coama unui singur smeu.<\/p>\n

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Lacrimi izvor\u00e2te din dureri nespuse
\nAu \u0219ters iar obrajii ce t\u00e2njeau de dor,
\n\u00cen c\u0103u\u0219ul palmei ele au fost oprite
\n\u0218i trimise tainic c\u0103tre lumea lor…<\/p>\n

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Frun\u021bii obosite i-am \u00eentins o cut\u0103,
\nSub cire\u0219ul nins \u00eenc\u0103 mai visez,
\nA strig\u0103t odaia, eu eram doar mut\u0103
\nRecompun esen\u021ba ce \u00eemi este crez.<\/p>\n

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Ropotul de cai \u0219i o \u0219a \u00een v\u00e2nt
\nE at\u00e2ta verde, ei \u0219i-au luat av\u00e2nt
\nAladin \u0219i-arat\u0103 lampa fermecat\u0103
\nBasmele se scriu parc\u0103 \u00eenc-odat\u0103!<\/p>\n

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Am strivit t\u0103cerea, f\u0103r\u0103 argumente
\n\u0218i am pus pe \u0219ei clipe repetente
\nLe-am dat fr\u00e2u \u0219i aripi pentru a zbura
\n\u00cen acest poem, spre inima ta!<\/p>\n

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Duhul Adev\u0103rului <\/strong><\/p>\n

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Duhul Adev\u0103rului a venit din cer
\nCa eu p\u0103c\u0103toasa, ast\u0103zi s\u0103 nu pier
\nPe un v\u00e2rf de cruce \u00eemi ridic privirea
\nF\u0103 s\u0103 \u00een\u021beleg care-mi e menirea!<\/p>\n

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Preg\u0103tit\u0103 cale de Cel \u00cenviat
\nM\u0103 lep\u0103d de mine ca de un p\u0103cat,
\nZorii m\u00e2ntuirii pe un col\u021b de rai,
\nInim\u0103 zdrobit\u0103, Doamne s\u0103 \u00eemi dai!<\/p>\n

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Ucenici \u00een turm\u0103, marea de m\u0103slini,
\nCu iubire mult\u0103 durerile-alini,
\n\u00cen genunchiul min\u021bii m\u0103 petrec mai sus,
\nScap\u0103-m\u0103 de r\u0103u Bunule Iisus!<\/p>\n

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Biserica-\u021ai toat\u0103 este ca o vie,
\nDuhul Sf\u00e2nt coboar\u0103 iar \u00een Liturghie
\nSforile m\u0103 leag\u0103 s\u0103 nu pot vedea
\nDar m\u0103 las P\u0103rinte, doar \u00een voia Ta!<\/p>\n

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Nu \u00een\u021beleg Taina, dar simt fericirea,
\nC\u00e2nd un bob de rou\u0103 \u00eemi scald\u0103 privirea
\n\u0218i \u00een cerul clipei simt nem\u0103rginirea,
\nDoamne c\u00e2t a\u0219 vrea s\u0103 \u00eemi schimb \u0219i firea…<\/p>\n

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Curcubeu – vitralii, uncenici \u0219i sfin\u021bi
\nTe-am v\u00e2ndut odat\u0103 pe c\u00e2\u021biva argin\u021bi
\nM\u0103 c\u0103iesc armanic \u0219i \u00eemi pl\u00e2ng p\u0103catul,
\n\u00centr-o rug\u0103ciune f\u0103 s\u0103 v\u0103d \u00cenaltul.<\/p>\n

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Pe un bra\u021b \u021bii cerul, pe altul p\u0103m\u00e2ntul,
\nEu dau m\u0103rturie Tu e\u0219ti Sf\u00e2nt Cuv\u00e2ntul!
\nAm v\u0103zut Lumina cea adev\u0103rat\u0103
\nSlav\u0103 \u00een biserici a fost rev\u0103rsat\u0103!<\/p>\n

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Trandafiri<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Cu un bra\u0163 de trandafiri trec prin via\u0163\u0103 \u015fi te miri
\nC\u0103 furtunile trecute au r\u0103mas necunoscute
\nTot ce r\u0103u a fost c\u00e2ndva…a plecat cu vremea rea,
\nIar \u00een fiecare floare v\u0103d cum soarele r\u0103sare.<\/p>\n

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Am luat mun\u0163ii mei de dor si \u00eei \u0163in l\u00e2ng\u0103 picior
\nFluier\u0103 mereu t\u0103cerea \u015ftiu c\u0103 asta este vrerea!
\nTimpul scurm\u0103 \u015fi petrece peste ceas cu pasul rece,
\nEu \u00eei dau petale-n dar pentru clipele cu har…<\/p>\n

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Mul\u0163i \u015foptesc c\u0103 e destin s\u0103 bei rou\u0103 dintr-un crin
\n\u015ei s\u0103 duci cu tine sear\u0103 un arcu\u015f chiar \u015fi vioara
\nS\u0103 ascul\u0163i \u00een suflet valsul \u015fi \u00een rugi s\u0103 vezi \u00eenaltul!
\nOd\u0103 bucuriei c\u00e2nta chiar de inima \u0163i-e fr\u00e2nt\u0103…<\/p>\n

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Camelia Cristea<\/strong><\/p>\n

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