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O candel\u0103 aprins\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n \u00cenv\u0103luit \u00een clipa de t\u0103cere, <\/p>\n Aud ecouri, mult de prea departe, <\/p>\n \u00cemi plec genunchii obosi\u021bi de vreme <\/p>\n A\u0219 vrea s\u0103 cer dar nu \u0219tiu ce se cuvine. <\/p>\n A\u0219 vrea \u00een schimb s\u0103-\u021ai dau \u0219i eu ceva, <\/p>\n M-am n\u0103scut <\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Din puterea rug\u0103ciunii <\/p>\n M-am n\u0103scut din foc \u0219i ap\u0103 <\/p>\n M-am n\u0103scut iar din \u021b\u0103r\u00e2n\u0103 <\/p>\n M-am n\u0103scut \u00een diminea\u021b\u0103 <\/p>\n M-am n\u0103scut din rug\u0103ciunea <\/p>\n \u0218i dau slav\u0103 pentru toate <\/p>\n Fire de dor <\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Se vars\u0103 ceru-n poala unui c\u00e2mp, <\/p>\n Podgoriile miros deja a must, <\/p>\n Prin nori de fum \u00een grab\u0103 trec cocorii, <\/p>\n Un lampagiu mai fur\u0103 o gutuie <\/p>\n Pove\u0219tile se spun la gura sobei \u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n Camelia CRISTEA<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" O candel\u0103 aprins\u0103 \u00cenv\u0103luit \u00een clipa de t\u0103cere, \u00cen sactuarul inimii stau izolat, Primesc din c\u00e2nd, \u00een c\u00e2nd o [&hellip<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-27282","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-articole"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27282","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27282"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27282\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":27284,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27282\/revisions\/27284"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27282"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27282"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27282"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n\u00cen sactuarul inimii stau izolat,
\nPrimesc din c\u00e2nd, \u00een c\u00e2nd o m\u00e2ng\u00e2iere,
\nTopaz, pe care lacrima mi-am \u00eencrustat.<\/p>\n
\nPe care vreau cu mintea m\u0103car s\u0103 le p\u0103trund,
\nDar sunt un fir pl\u0103p\u00e2nd ce-n noapte,
\n\u00cen stele se \u00eembrac\u0103 \u0219i le simt arz\u00e2nd!<\/p>\n
\n\u0218i fruntea \u00eencununat\u0103 de om\u0103t
\n\u0218i-\u021ai spun Iisuse c\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eentorc la Tine,
\nStivit de patimi, de lume \u0219i de tot!<\/p>\n
\nAm tot cerut \u0219i Tu, mereu mi-ai dat!
\n\u0218i Te-ai oprit de -at\u00e2tea ori la mine
\nS\u0103 duci poveri ce grele \u00eemi erau \u0219i mi le-ai luat!<\/p>\n
\nO candel\u0103 ce-o \u021bin mereu aprins\u0103
\nE prea putin, \u00een fa\u021ba Ta,
\nEa arde ca un fir pl\u0103p\u00e2nd – e via\u021ba mea!<\/p>\n
\nM-am n\u0103scut a mia oar\u0103,
\nG\u00e2ndul bun \u00een mine cre\u0219te
\n\u0218i \u00eemi c\u00e2nt\u0103 a prim\u0103var\u0103.<\/p>\n
\nC\u00e2nd ruinele din oase
\n\u00cemi intrar\u0103 p\u00e2n’ la s\u00e2nge
\n\u0218i dospeau \u00een str\u00e2mte vase..<\/p>\n
\nCa un bob micu\u021b de gr\u00e2u
\nS\u0103 \u021bin r\u0103ul la distan\u021b\u0103
\n\u0218i tot binele \u00een fr\u00e2u.<\/p>\n
\nPe un clopot alb de crin,
\nVorba mea s\u0103 fie dulce
\nCa durerea s\u0103-\u021bi alin.<\/p>\n
\nSfin\u021bilor ce \u0219tiu a \u021bine
\n\u00cen pocal iubirea-nalt\u0103
\n\u0218i o floare-n piept de bine.<\/p>\n
\nC\u00e2te sunt \u0219i-or s\u0103 mai fie
\nUn ochi pl\u00e2nge, altul r\u00e2de
\n\u0218i m\u0103-aprind \u00een bucurie.<\/p>\n
\nIar soarele \u00een fire de m\u0103tase,
\nFuioarele au tors gr\u00e2u \u0219i porumb
\nBogatul rod ne intr\u0103 iar \u00een case.<\/p>\n
\n\u00cen teasc din struguri lacrimi \u00eemplinite
\nDin p\u00e2ntec de butoi mai sare-un cep,
\nUn pivnicer \u00eennum\u0103r\u0103 oi pe s\u0103rite.<\/p>\n
\nVe\u0219m\u00e2ntul toamnei cu brum\u0103 e brodat
\n\u00centr-o broboad\u0103-\u0219i str\u00e2nge zilele cernite,
\nPe firul ierbii cu pa\u0219i gr\u0103bi\u021bi rugina a c\u0103lcat.<\/p>\n
\nS\u0103 lumineze noaptea \u00een iernile ce vin,
\nPlictisul s\u0103-l alunge din viscolul ce geme
\nSavoare s\u0103 \u00eei dea \u0219i unei c\u0103ni cu vin!<\/p>\n
\nDin jar se-aprind obrajii unui m\u0103r,
\nEu tot mai cred \u00een prin\u021bi \u0219i Cos\u00e2nzene,
\n\u0218i torc poem de suflet cu firele de dor.<\/p>\n