{"id":29288,"date":"2017-03-22T11:07:13","date_gmt":"2017-03-22T11:07:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=29288"},"modified":"2017-03-22T11:07:13","modified_gmt":"2017-03-22T11:07:13","slug":"harry-ross-versuri-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/03\/22\/harry-ross-versuri-8\/","title":{"rendered":"Harry Ross: Versuri"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Omul<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Nimic nu-i mai presus dec\u00e2t omul<\/p>\n

El e s\u0103m\u00e2n\u021ba, el \u0219i rodul<\/p>\n

Lumina \u0219i focul,<\/p>\n

Geniul \u0219i crezul<\/p>\n

El creeaz\u0103 \u0219i tot el demoleaz\u0103<\/p>\n

Pustiit\u00a0 de dor, \u00ee\u0219i tr\u0103ie\u0219te via\u021ba<\/p>\n

\u00een amor<\/p>\n

Omul e c\u00e2nt \u0219i poezie,<\/p>\n

Patim\u0103 \u0219i frenezie<\/p>\n

El\u00a0 urc\u0103 \u0219i coboar\u0103,<\/p>\n

Alearg\u0103 \u0219i zboar\u0103<\/p>\n

Nimic din ce-i omenesc<\/p>\n

Nu-i este nefiresc<\/p>\n

Poate fi umbr\u0103 \u0219i senin<\/p>\n

Nebunie\u00a0 \u0219i sublim<\/p>\n

P\u0103m\u00e2ntul se-nv\u00e2rte \u00een jurul s\u0103u<\/p>\n

Visul, \u0219i fantezia<\/p>\n

se revars\u0103\u00a0 ca un r\u00e2u.<\/p>\n

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F\u0103r\u0103 omul meu,<\/p>\n

Totul ar fi\u00a0 pustiu:<\/p>\n

V\u00e2nt, nisip \u0219i piatr\u0103<\/p>\n

Plus c\u00e2inii care latr\u0103<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Credin\u021ba<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Credin\u021ba \u00een Cel de Sus<\/p>\n

Ne-a \u00eendep\u0103rtat credin\u021ba \u00een Om<\/p>\n

Cu ochii lipi\u021bi de\u00a0 cer,<\/p>\n

Nu\u00a0 ne vedem semenul de l\u00e2ng\u0103 noi<\/p>\n

Rug\u00e2ndu-ne Domnului,<\/p>\n

Dispre\u021buim pe cel de al\u0103turi<\/p>\n

Fr\u0103\u021bia de alt\u0103dat\u0103 a p\u0103lit \u00een fa\u021ba Creatorului<\/p>\n

\u00eenvelit \u00een cea\u021b\u0103 \u0219i fum<\/p>\n

Lumea s-a convertit la credin\u021b\u0103,<\/p>\n

nu din convingere,<\/p>\n

ci de teama pedepselor divine<\/p>\n

Trebuie s\u0103 cobor\u00e2m pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 ne \u00eentoarcem la noi \u00een\u0219ine<\/p>\n

s\u0103\u00a0 ne\u00a0 d\u0103ruim stimei \u0219i iubirii aproapelui.<\/p>\n

Puterea cea mare este aici,<\/p>\n

\u00een noi,<\/p>\n

\u00een voin\u021ba \u0219i sentimentelor noastre<\/p>\n

Dovad\u0103 sunt copiii\u00a0 care se nasc \u0219i cresc,<\/p>\n

florile care \u00eenfloresc,<\/p>\n

omul care\u00a0 cu\u00a0 mintea \u0219i for\u021ba bra\u021belor<\/p>\n

a pref\u0103cut Terra \u00eentr-un rai sublim.<\/p>\n

Omul este unicul creator al bucuriei,<\/p>\n

al fericirii \u0219i al iubirii \u00eentre p\u0103m\u00e2nteni.<\/p>\n

Aici e c\u0103minul\u00a0 \u0219i viitorul nostru<\/p>\n

Aici sunt pa\u0219ii care ne vor duce mereu la mai bine.<\/p>\n

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Vom cinsti dumnezeirea,<\/p>\n

ca pe un simbol al Genezei,<\/p>\n

dar ne vom \u00eenchina cu pio\u0219enie<\/p>\n

\u00een fa\u021ba omului, Fratele \u0219i Domnul nostru.<\/p>\n

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Duel\u0103m<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Duel\u0103m cu timpul<\/p>\n

Pentru ore \u0219i secunde<\/p>\n

Duel\u0103m poentru via\u021ba netr\u0103it\u0103<\/p>\n

\u0218i noaptea nedormit\u0103<\/p>\n

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E nedrept ca omul, suveranul acestei planete<\/p>\n

s\u0103 fie supus capriciilor vremii,<\/p>\n

S\u0103 suporte goana nebun\u0103 a anilor,<\/p>\n

Urmele\u00a0 r\u0103nilor \u00eencre\u0219tate<\/p>\n

\u00een sufletele celor care \u0219i-au pierdut pe cei dragi.<\/p>\n

Duel\u0103m neostoit pentru a recupera\u00a0 timpul pierdut<\/p>\n

\u00cen zilele cenu\u0219ii \u0219i \u00een orele \u00a0f\u0103r\u0103 somn.<\/p>\n

Victoria va veni<\/p>\n

Justi\u021bia timpului va muri.<\/p>\n

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Numai spirit<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Fi-vom oare vreodat\u0103 numai spirit<\/p>\n

Piramide \u00a0\u00een dulcele univers al nim\u0103nui?<\/p>\n

Veni-va ziua s\u0103 recl\u0103dim lumea din temelii?<\/p>\n

putea-vom tr\u0103i f\u0103r\u0103 materie,<\/p>\n

vom ac\u021biona liberi,<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 porunci \u0219i constr\u00e2ngeri de nici un fel?<\/p>\n

Nu avem nevoie de trup, de boli \u0219i legi sufocante<\/p>\n

De bani murdari \u0219i haine rupte<\/p>\n

Vom tr\u0103i din idei \u0219i priviri, din pl\u0103ceri \u0219i iubiri.<\/p>\n

Mai liberi dec\u00e2t p\u0103s\u0103rile cerului,<\/p>\n

dec\u00e2t arborii p\u0103durii,<\/p>\n

dec\u00e2t apele \u00eenvolburate.<\/p>\n

Regele Spirit domina-va lumea<\/p>\n

acompaniat de imnurile pline de gra\u021bie ale \u00eengerilor din ceruri.<\/p>\n

S\u0103 dea Dumnezeu ca visul acesta s\u0103 se \u00eemplineasc\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00cen plenitudinea sa omeneasc\u0103<\/p>\n

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Ochii care scriu<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Cu un ochi scriu, cu altul\u00a0 g\u00e2ndesc<\/p>\n

La ceva omenesc<\/p>\n

Tot timpul mi-e team\u0103 s\u0103 nu gre\u0219esc.<\/p>\n

Mai\u00a0 nou, m\u0103 poticnesc<\/p>\n

\u00cen fiecare fraz\u0103 azi una vreau \u0219i alta scriu<\/p>\n

Cred c\u0103 turnul Babel e \u00een capul meu<\/p>\n

Poate n-ar trebui s\u0103 mai scriu<\/p>\n

S\u0103 tac \u00een pustiu<\/p>\n

S\u0103 uit de orice g\u00e2nd,<\/p>\n

S\u0103 m\u0103 las dus de v\u00e2nt<\/p>\n

Ori s\u0103 construiesc din nisip castele,<\/p>\n

a\u0219a cum f\u0103ceam \u00een copill\u0103riile mele,<\/p>\n

c\u00e2nd nu \u0219tiam s\u0103 scriu<\/p>\n

c\u0103ci alfabetul era doar \u00een viitorul meu.<\/p>\n

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Parc\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Sunt viu \u0219i parc\u0103 nu-s<\/p>\n

Cineva m-o fi r\u0103pus?<\/p>\n

Ochii privesc \u00een gol,<\/p>\n

ciudat de nefiresc<\/p>\n

G\u00e2ndul g\u00e2nde\u0219te la ce?<\/p>\n

Simt c\u0103 plutsc \u00een nori<\/p>\n

Pe un singur picior<\/p>\n

Nu mai \u00een\u021beleg, este oare fantezie<\/p>\n

Ori m\u0103 calc\u0103 moartea vie?<\/p>\n

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_______________<\/p>\n

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Harry Ross<\/p>\n

Israel<\/p>\n

Martie 2017<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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