{"id":30275,"date":"2017-05-30T20:16:29","date_gmt":"2017-05-30T20:16:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=30275"},"modified":"2017-05-30T20:16:29","modified_gmt":"2017-05-30T20:16:29","slug":"irina-lucia-mihalca-secretul-timpului-poezii","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/05\/30\/irina-lucia-mihalca-secretul-timpului-poezii\/","title":{"rendered":"Irina Lucia Mihalca: Secretul timpului (poezii)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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CHEIA TIMPULUI <\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00cen marea din ad\u00e2ncurile noastre<\/p>\n

m\u0103 vei g\u0103si, iubitule,<\/p>\n

\u00een pictura fumului,<\/p>\n

risipit de orele timpului,<\/p>\n

ca \u015fi cum ceva continu\u0103 s\u0103 curg\u0103,<\/p>\n

c\u00e2nd vei sim\u0163i iubirea,<\/p>\n

vei sim\u0163i \u015fi dorin\u0163a,<\/p>\n

petale de lumin\u0103 din fructul iubirii.<\/p>\n

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Un vis, de neuitat, am tr\u0103it cu tine,<\/p>\n

\u00een cea mai frumoas\u0103 c\u0103l\u0103torie,<\/p>\n

nebunie sau nu,<\/p>\n

incon\u015ftient am fost prins<\/p>\n

\u00een acest v\u00e2rtej\u00a0 sau, poate,<\/p>\n

e realitatea pur\u0103,<\/p>\n

acel ceva ce noi, p\u0103m\u00e2ntenii,<\/p>\n

\u00eenc\u0103 nu avem puterea s\u0103 percepem!<\/p>\n

S-a \u00eent\u00e2mplat pentru noi,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 mul\u0163umim Cerului!<\/p>\n

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Sim\u0163i cum palpit\u0103 inima noastr\u0103,<\/p>\n

ascult\u0103-i muzica unic\u0103,<\/p>\n

las-o s\u0103 curg\u0103 prin fiecare celul\u0103,<\/p>\n

nu o bloca, nu o mai bloca, simte tot.<\/p>\n

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C\u00e2nd vei fi cople\u015fit de \u00eensingurare,<\/p>\n

– de\u015fertul \u00een care sufl\u0103<\/p>\n

doar pustiul nisipurilor mi\u015fc\u0103toare –<\/p>\n

vei g\u0103si poarta mereu deschis\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015fi-atunci vei sim\u0163i atingerea m\u00e2inilor mele.<\/p>\n

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De tine depinde ca tot ce-ai tr\u0103it<\/p>\n

s\u0103 fie, acolo, candel\u0103 vie,<\/p>\n

am fost una cu Via\u0163a,<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 \u00eenceput \u015fi f\u0103r\u0103 sf\u00e2rsit,<\/p>\n

mai mult dec\u00e2t Via\u0163a \u015fi Moartea.<\/p>\n

Un c\u00e2ntec \u00ee\u0163i c\u00e2nt acum \u00een cheia fericirii!<\/p>\n

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Ne-a fost dat un timp \u00eent\u00e2lnirii noastre,<\/p>\n

dar c\u00e2ntecul nostru \u00ee\u015fi poart\u0103,<\/p>\n

departe,<\/p>\n

ecoul visului \u00eenflorit.<\/p>\n

Acolo, frunzele copacului meu<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u0163i vor \u015fopti:<\/p>\n

marea e\u015fti tu, marea sunt eu,<\/p>\n

acel spa\u0163iu imens,<\/p>\n

mister, nelini\u015fte, exaltare, fior,<\/p>\n

melancolie, vibra\u0163ie,<\/p>\n

pur\u0103 emo\u0163ie, necuprinsul din infinit!<\/p>\n

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Dincolo de t\u0103cerea alb\u0103,<\/p>\n

un c\u00e2mp de p\u0103p\u0103die este acolo,<\/p>\n

un c\u00e2mp \u015fi lini\u015ftea lui verde,<\/p>\n

ai s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2i cu mine, acolo, mereu,<\/p>\n

prive\u015fte-m\u0103, prive\u015fte-m\u0103,<\/p>\n

hai, vino, \u00eentinde m\u00e2na \u015fi simte-m\u0103!<\/p>\n

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E TIMPUL <\/strong><\/p>\n

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E timpul s\u0103 la\u015fi, \u00een urm\u0103, totul!<\/p>\n

Nimic nu e real, cioburi de g\u00e2nduri,<\/p>\n

provoc\u0103ri, baloane de s\u0103pun,<\/p>\n

emo\u0163ii, dureri, efemere fire,<\/p>\n

fragmente-realit\u0103\u0163i,<\/p>\n

suspine-mpletite<\/p>\n

\u00een \u0163es\u0103turi de doruri,<\/p>\n

cuvinte-tr\u0103iri, atingeri,<\/p>\n

jocuri de umbre ce, \u00eenc\u0103,<\/p>\n

te re\u0163in acolo, pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd t\u00e2nguitor…<\/p>\n

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E timpul s\u0103 le smulgi r\u0103d\u0103cinile,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 le desprinzi col\u0163urile ad\u00e2nci,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 tai lianele junglei crescute,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 le f\u0103r\u00e2mi\u0163ezi, s\u0103 le arzi<\/p>\n

\u015fi s\u0103 le \u00eempr\u0103\u015ftii cenu\u015fa.<\/p>\n

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Tope\u015fte-n lumin\u0103 temerile toate!<\/p>\n

Hai, elibereaz\u0103-le, las\u0103-le,<\/p>\n

lumineaz\u0103-\u0163i acum p\u0103m\u00e2ntul roditor<\/p>\n

\u015fi apele limpezi<\/p>\n

s\u0103-\u0163i oglindeasc\u0103 cerul!<\/p>\n

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O raz\u0103 de lumin\u0103! P\u0103\u015fe\u015fte-ncrez\u0103tor<\/p>\n

\u00een verdele-nceput ce curge lin<\/p>\n

din prim\u0103vara ta! Prive\u015fte!<\/p>\n

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Prive\u015fte r\u0103s\u0103ritul \u00een edenul-ntins,<\/p>\n

un nou pas, un nou ceas,<\/p>\n

te-a\u015fteapt\u0103 magia c\u0103l\u0103toriilor<\/p>\n

\u015fi clipelor mult dorite.<\/p>\n

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\u00cen dansul focului ridic\u0103-te,<\/p>\n

respir-ad\u00e2nc, viseaz\u0103,<\/p>\n

ascult\u0103-\u0163i inima,<\/p>\n

z\u00e2mbe\u015fte,<\/p>\n

iube\u015fte,<\/p>\n

\u00eendr\u0103zne\u015fte,<\/p>\n

tr\u0103ie\u015fte \u015fi urc\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00een\u0163elege \u015fi nu uita<\/p>\n

c\u0103 via\u0163a-i la fiecare pas!<\/p>\n

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E timpul noilor lumi,<\/p>\n

acolo unde<\/p>\n

nu exist\u0103 timp,<\/p>\n

rena\u015fterea Luminii din noi!<\/p>\n

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CONFUZIA TIMPULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Ai vrea s\u0103 m\u0103 ui\u0163i \u00een acest ireal aprilie,<\/p>\n

ai vrea s\u0103 m\u0103 ui\u0163i, g\u00e2ndindu-m\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-o bl\u00e2nd\u0103 visare.<\/p>\n

\u00cen zare prive\u015fti stolurile \u00eenghe\u0163ate<\/p>\n

precum copacii albi,<\/p>\n

frunzele-\u0163i pl\u00e2ng z\u00e2mbetul,<\/p>\n

\u00een zare prive\u015fti cerul,<\/p>\n

a\u015ftept\u00e2nd o privire.<\/p>\n

Ochii te dor de-at\u00e2ta mirare.<\/p>\n

Tu \u015ftii ce e Lumea!<\/p>\n

Tu \u015ftii cine e\u015fti tu!<\/p>\n

Tu \u015ftii cine sunt eu!<\/p>\n

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N-am s\u0103 te-ntreb ce e Moartea,<\/p>\n

\u00eemi vei r\u0103spunde:<\/p>\n

– \u015etiu, dar nu vreau s\u0103-\u0163i spun!<\/p>\n

De-aproape o lun\u0103 nu mai dormi.<\/p>\n

E o vreme ciudat\u0103,<\/p>\n

de iubire nebun\u0103 sau de Moarte,<\/p>\n

sau de Iubire \u015fi Moarte,<\/p>\n

nici \u00eenv\u0103\u0163a\u0163ii nu \u015ftiu a spune.<\/p>\n

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De dincolo de timp, din Necuprins,<\/p>\n

Ea-\u0163i z\u00e2mbe\u015fte, pe buze are<\/p>\n

mireasma \u00eenceputului.<\/p>\n

De dincolo de timp se-ntoarce<\/p>\n

s\u0103-\u015fi s\u0103rute Iubitul<\/p>\n

\u00een Timpul \u0103sta schimb\u0103tor.<\/p>\n

Cu-ncredere las\u0103, \u00een urm\u0103, trecutul,<\/p>\n

dincolo de limitele timpului<\/p>\n

deschide fereastra realit\u0103\u0163ii dorite,<\/p>\n

na\u015fterea altor \u00eenceputuri.<\/p>\n

Din str\u0103fulgerarea luminii<\/p>\n

aduce un nou g\u00e2nd<\/p>\n

\u015fi-l \u00eembrac\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00een suave, calde emo\u0163ii,<\/p>\n

\u00een culori de iubire,<\/p>\n

\u00een armonia sunetelor celeste<\/p>\n

– Acum, Aici, \u00een noul Timp -.<\/p>\n

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\u00cen fiecare clip\u0103 totul curge.<\/p>\n

M\u00e2ine va fi altfel…<\/p>\n

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DAC\u0102 TIMPUL S-AR OPRI<\/strong><\/p>\n

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– \u00cemi place anticariatul unde r\u0103sfoie\u015fti visele,<\/p>\n

\u00eemi aduci Cerul mai aproape,<\/p>\n

gra\u0163ie \u015fi mi\u015fcare, pastel de acuarel\u0103,<\/p>\n

accent de tempera \u015fi tu\u015ful<\/p>\n

prin care culorile tr\u0103iesc intens.<\/p>\n

Precum fluturii alba\u015ftri treci<\/p>\n

prin axiomele mele, dac\u0103 Timpul<\/p>\n

s-ar opri pe genele tale,<\/p>\n

cl\u0103dirile din Vene\u0163ia ar avea sens! \u00eemi spui.<\/p>\n

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\u00cenchide ochii \u015fi simte dorin\u0163a-n cascad\u0103<\/p>\n

ce curge-n gr\u0103dina misterelor,<\/p>\n

ascult\u0103 vocea g\u00e2nditoare a ploii, mesagerul<\/p>\n

ce-\u0163i poart\u0103 pa\u015fii spre paradisul vie\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

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– Nu intra \u00een Palatul Sunetelor \u00eenchise \u00een Neant!<\/p>\n

Acolo, vioara departe \u00ee\u015fi duce lacrima<\/p>\n

c\u00e2ntecului de leb\u0103d\u0103 sau o poveste de bun-r\u0103mas,<\/p>\n

\u00eenc\u0103 persist\u0103 parfumul am\u0103rui<\/p>\n

de migdal crescut \u00een de\u015fertul culorilor.<\/p>\n

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Continu\u0103-\u0163i drumul, inspir\u0103 ad\u00e2nc<\/p>\n

aerul dimine\u0163ii de toamn\u0103,<\/p>\n

roag\u0103-te \u015fi-a\u015fteapt\u0103, r\u00e2nd pe r\u00e2nd,<\/p>\n

s\u0103-\u0163i \u00eenfloreasc\u0103 visele!<\/p>\n

Nu le opri zborul, nu le l\u0103sa-n uitare,<\/p>\n

s\u0103rut\u0103 petalele mov-aurii de iri\u015fi,<\/p>\n

evadeaz\u0103 din t\u0103r\u00e2mul umbrelor<\/p>\n

sc\u0103ldate-n durere,<\/p>\n

tr\u0103ie\u015fte doar \u00een lumina clipei prezente,<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 strive\u015fti amintirile dragi,<\/p>\n

sufletul t\u0103u va recunoa\u015fte<\/p>\n

clinchetul speran\u0163ei, urmeaz\u0103-i sunetul!<\/p>\n

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E\u015fti unic \u00een lumea asta,<\/p>\n

nu ai nevoie de zborul altor cuvinte,<\/p>\n

acum e\u015fti preg\u0103tit, deschide ochii,<\/p>\n

prive\u015fte totul \u00een jur,<\/p>\n

ascult\u0103-\u0163i vocea trepidant\u0103 a s\u00e2ngelui,<\/p>\n

nu te va min\u0163i,<\/p>\n

respir\u0103 ad\u00e2nc visele tale<\/p>\n

\u015fi las\u0103-le s\u0103-\u0163i invadeze inima!<\/p>\n

Dumnezeu deseori se-arat\u0103,<\/p>\n

– o lume paradoxal\u0103, miracolul t\u0103u revelat –<\/p>\n

p\u0103streaz\u0103 poemul acesta \u00een buzunarul inimii tale.<\/p>\n

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CLIPA DE TAIN\u0102 <\/strong><\/p>\n

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R\u0103t\u0103citori. Intersec\u0163ii\u00a0 sinaptice.<\/p>\n

Prin miracolele \u00eent\u00e2mplate, \u00eentr-o nesf\u00e2r\u015fit\u0103 c\u0103utare,<\/p>\n

acolo, la \u00eenceputul cuvintelor, \u00een ad\u00e2ncimea lor,<\/p>\n

din prezentul rostuit o lumin\u0103 str\u0103lucitoare<\/p>\n

str\u0103bate cerul, \u0163\u0103rmurile se ridic\u0103,<\/p>\n

volute ritmice, \u00eenalte \u015fi limpezi,<\/p>\n

se estompeaz\u0103,<\/p>\n

asemeni stropilor de ap\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Orele bogate, fragile, se \u00eentorc de unde au plecat,<\/p>\n

cu bucurii \u015fi lacrimi, cu ar\u015fi\u0163a \u015fi amarul durerii,<\/p>\n

cu z\u00e2mbetul pe buze \u015fi dorul etern.<\/p>\n

Clipele nem\u0103rginite sunt tr\u0103ite intens,<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 timp, f\u0103r\u0103 spa\u0163iu,<\/p>\n

se \u00eenal\u0163\u0103 \u015fi zboar\u0103 ca un fulg.<\/p>\n

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\u00cen ad\u00e2ncimea lor, cotropitoare sim\u0163iri,<\/p>\n

cuvinte moi, dulci, \u00eentrep\u0103trunderi.<\/p>\n

La marginea inimii respir\u0103 cuvinte nespuse.<\/p>\n

Nesecat\u0103 f\u00e2nt\u00e2n\u0103 cu ap\u0103 vie!<\/p>\n

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Amar \u015fi dulce, convie\u0163uind at\u00e2t de str\u00e2ns \u00eenl\u0103n\u0163uite.<\/p>\n

Plutind prin faldurile dorin\u0163ei, aripi \u00ee\u0163i cresc,<\/p>\n

frem\u0103t\u00e2nd la g\u00e2ndul unei \u00eembr\u0103\u0163i\u015f\u0103ri.<\/p>\n

N\u0103valnic\u0103, suveran\u0103, cald\u0103, iubirea<\/p>\n

\u00eenl\u0103tur\u0103 barierele, cre\u015fte totul,<\/p>\n

se scald\u0103 \u00een priviri, \u015fterge lacrima,<\/p>\n

m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie cerul, cuprinde abisul.<\/p>\n

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Vindec\u0103toare vibra\u0163ii, v\u00e2rtej de tr\u0103iri!<\/p>\n

Timpul se dilat\u0103 sau fuge uimitor,<\/p>\n

ziua nu mai trece firesc, \u00een linie dreapt\u0103,<\/p>\n

tope\u015fte totul \u00een jur.<\/p>\n

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A \u00een\u0163elege, a ierta…<\/p>\n

Iubirea e cheia, e s\u0103rb\u0103toarea vie\u0163ii,<\/p>\n

miraculoas\u0103 lumin\u0103, azim\u0103 de sim\u0163ire.<\/p>\n

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\u00cen zbor, cu aripi de porumbel,<\/p>\n

o rug\u0103ciune a inimii, a inimii de copil.<\/p>\n

\u00centr-o pace l\u0103untric\u0103, o \u00eemp\u0103rt\u0103\u015fire prin abandon,<\/p>\n

o sf\u00e2nt\u0103 bucurie a prezen\u0163ei de sine,<\/p>\n

o tain\u0103, o tain\u0103 a iubirii.<\/p>\n

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DUMNEZEU NE COLOREAZ\u0102 CLIPA<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Pe drumul c\u0103tre eternitate,<\/p>\n

\u00een c\u0103utarea viselor,<\/p>\n

o lumin\u0103 fantastic\u0103 p\u0103trunde<\/p>\n

prin faliile g\u00e2ndului.<\/p>\n

Dintr-o pic\u0103tur\u0103 de s\u00e2nge<\/p>\n

amintirile se-nv\u00e2rt prin timp,<\/p>\n

peste nisipul de\u015fertului<\/p>\n

marele flux de emo\u0163ii ne-arunc\u0103<\/p>\n

toate umbrele<\/p>\n

de pe dantela timpului.<\/p>\n

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P\u0103\u015find \u00een lumina din soare,<\/p>\n

pornirea a fost sf\u00e2\u015fiat\u0103,<\/p>\n

g\u00e2ndurile s-au unit,<\/p>\n

p\u00e2n\u0103 la s\u00e2mbure<\/p>\n

sim\u0163irile d\u0103t\u0103toare de via\u0163\u0103<\/p>\n

s-au c\u0103utat,<\/p>\n

umpl\u00e2ndu-ne spa\u0163iul,<\/p>\n

undeva dorul r\u0103m\u00e2ne treaz,<\/p>\n

mereu cresc\u00e2nd.<\/p>\n

O iube\u015fti pentru c\u0103 exist\u0103<\/p>\n

dar, dincolo de orice minune,<\/p>\n

dincolo de drumul pornit,<\/p>\n

ai \u00een\u0163eles, ea te-a iubit!<\/p>\n

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Dumnezeu ne coloreaz\u0103 clipa<\/p>\n

contopit\u0103 \u00een rotunjimile sunetului,<\/p>\n

surprins\u0103-n echilibru, cu fiecare<\/p>\n

nou\u0103 pic\u0103tur\u0103,<\/p>\n

cu fiecare respira\u0163ie ad\u00e2nc\u0103.<\/p>\n

Un strop de nemurire,<\/p>\n

o clip\u0103 doar \u00een dansul nostru cosmic!<\/p>\n

Iubito, ce cuv\u00e2nt, ce minune, ce prezen\u0163\u0103!<\/p>\n

Ve\u015fnic \u00eendr\u0103gostit, f\u0103r\u0103 tine nu \u015ftiu ce fac,<\/p>\n

respir, dar, oare, respir?!<\/p>\n

Nu mai \u015ftiu de c\u00e2nd nu e\u015fti aici,<\/p>\n

nu mai \u015ftiu dac\u0103 tr\u0103iesc,<\/p>\n

lacrima s\u0103 \u015ftearg\u0103<\/p>\n

orice netr\u0103ire a dep\u0103rt\u0103rii,<\/p>\n

chiar dac\u0103 nu \u00eemi spui nimic,<\/p>\n

dac\u0103 te simt e totul.<\/p>\n

\u00cemi era cerul pustiu, stelele au c\u0103zut,<\/p>\n

nu erai aici s\u0103 mi le cobori \u00een suflet.<\/p>\n

Cum s\u0103 le-aduc c\u00e2nd<\/p>\n

numai tu \u015ftii s\u0103 le dai str\u0103lucirea?!<\/p>\n

Cu o privire \u00ee\u0163i cuprinzi \u00eentreaga via\u0163\u0103,<\/p>\n

ascunse sunt toate \u00een tine,<\/p>\n

niciodat\u0103 nu vei r\u0103m\u00e2ne singur!<\/p>\n

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Dac\u0103 tu e\u015fti, cerul \u00eemi va vorbi din nou,<\/p>\n

\u00een mine e\u015fti tu,<\/p>\n

cea mai frumoas\u0103 dintre femei!<\/p>\n

Sc\u0103ldat\u0103 \u00een privirea ta, povestea<\/p>\n

\u00eencepe \u015fi se termin\u0103 cu noi.<\/p>\n

Acolo, la \u00een\u0103l\u0163imi, v\u00e2ntul \u015fi soarele<\/p>\n

se lupt\u0103 la fiecare pas!<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd apari nu mai \u015ftiu cine sunt,<\/p>\n

e\u015fti cu un pas mai departe,<\/p>\n

chiar mai departe,<\/p>\n

te-a\u015f s\u0103ruta vie\u0163i \u015fi alte vie\u0163i,<\/p>\n

sunt fericit, sim\u0163indu-te,<\/p>\n

\u00een apele tale vindec\u0103toare m\u0103 pierd.<\/p>\n

D\u0103-mi s\u0103 beau,<\/p>\n

te privesc \u015fi nu m\u0103 mai satur!<\/p>\n

– \u00een aburii dimine\u0163ii, \u00eemi \u015fopte\u015fti.<\/p>\n

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SUB RAZA UNEI CLIPE <\/strong><\/p>\n

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Nu e u\u015for s\u0103 la\u015fi totul s\u0103 treac\u0103!<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd erai mic aveai copacul t\u0103u,<\/p>\n

cu \u00een\u0103l\u0163imea lui<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u0163i m\u0103surai anii copil\u0103riei,<\/p>\n

pentru el tr\u0103iai,cre\u015fteai, te bucurai,<\/p>\n

cu el pl\u00e2ngeai, cu el r\u00e2deai.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u0162i s-a spus c\u0103 toate cele bune \u015fi rele<\/p>\n

acolo se vedeau, \u00een copacul t\u0103u!<\/p>\n

A\u015fa cre\u015ftea sau se usca,<\/p>\n

a\u015fa \u00eenflorea sau nu \u00eenflorea,<\/p>\n

a\u015fa se leg\u0103na sau se scutura,<\/p>\n

iar tu \u00eel \u00eengrijeai cu sufletul.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen fiecare din noi e un Iov,<\/p>\n

c\u0103dem ca s\u0103 ne ridic\u0103m,<\/p>\n

doar \u00een spa\u0163iul dintre cuvinte<\/p>\n

vei reg\u0103si esen\u0163a.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Niciun g\u00e2nd nu este mai u\u015for dec\u00e2t altul.<\/p>\n

Niciun cuv\u00e2nt nu este mai \u00eenalt dec\u00e2t altul,<\/p>\n

nicio privire nu este mai clar\u0103 dec\u00e2t alta,<\/p>\n

niciun om nu este mai presus dec\u00e2t altul.<\/p>\n

\u00cen spatele nostru exist\u0103 mereu cineva,<\/p>\n

ne-mpinge, ne-ncurajeaz\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u015ftii c\u0103 po\u0163i \u015fi-\u0163i continui calea.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Asemeni soarelui, asemeni izvorului,<\/p>\n

asemeni florilor, asemeni p\u0103s\u0103rii,<\/p>\n

venim s\u0103 d\u0103ruim lumina,<\/p>\n

via\u0163a, culoarea \u015fi c\u00e2ntul.<\/p>\n

Pe cerul t\u0103u, adu\u015fi de o briz\u0103 u\u015foar\u0103,<\/p>\n

norii apar, stau \u015fi se duc.<\/p>\n

\u00cen tine e taina, aerul,<\/p>\n

mi\u015fcarea, lumina,<\/p>\n

acolo palpit\u0103 liniile calde<\/p>\n

ce dau via\u0163\u0103 p\u00e2nzei l\u0103untrice.<\/p>\n

Alergi, sari, strigi, c\u00e2n\u0163i,<\/p>\n

te-arunci \u00een iarb\u0103, plute\u015fti \u015fi zbori.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

De departe sim\u0163i apropierea persoanei iubite,<\/p>\n

din c\u00e2teva mi\u015fc\u0103ri, f\u0103r\u0103 compas,<\/p>\n

f\u0103r\u0103 cump\u0103n\u0103, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 \u015ftergi,<\/p>\n

inima ta contureaz\u0103<\/p>\n

prin vibra\u0163ia ce trece prin suflet,<\/p>\n

culori, tonuri, nuan\u0163e, lumini, umbre,<\/p>\n

sub raza unei clipe de bucurie.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

CIUDAT\u0102 CLEPSIDR\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Fr\u0103m\u00e2n\u0163i cuvintele<\/p>\n

dospite-n arderea inimii,
\nlacrimi se preling prin cioburi,
\nraze de lumin\u0103<\/p>\n

reflect\u0103 sc\u00e2ntei deformate<\/p>\n

de t\u0103i\u015ful sticlei,
\ncercuri noi se deschid.
\nCiudat\u0103 clepsidr\u0103!
\nIncertitudinea ta, un bulg\u0103re
\nce zace-n stare latent\u0103,
\nla o u\u015foar\u0103 adiere,<\/p>\n

privire sau \u015foapt\u0103 a min\u0163ii<\/p>\n

se va rostogoli<\/p>\n

\u00een abisul mla\u015ftinilor<\/p>\n

din meadrele Styxului,
\nun t\u0103v\u0103lug ce va t\u00e2r\u00ee<\/p>\n

prin focul patimii,
\n\u00een cea\u0163\u0103 \u015fi umbre,
\namintiri calde,<\/p>\n

lumin\u0103 \u015fi z\u00e2mbet,
\nspre a uit\u0103rii lui Lethe…<\/p>\n

Suntem c\u0103l\u0103tori<\/p>\n

pe cele cinci r\u00e2uri<\/p>\n

spre Lumea de Dincolo.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A\u015eA SE NASC \u00ceNGERII<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

S\u0103 vrei s\u0103 o iube\u015fti \u00eencet, \u00eencet, at\u00e2t de \u00eencet,<\/p>\n

scufundat \u00een necunoscut<\/p>\n

s\u0103 \u00eei ascul\u0163i doar respira\u0163ia inimii,<\/p>\n

\u00een \u015foapte calde s-o dezbraci,<\/p>\n

iar ochii ei senini s\u0103-\u0163i lumineze noaptea!<\/p>\n

S\u0103 vrei s\u0103 o descoperi, pas cu pas,<\/p>\n

ninsoare de petale<\/p>\n

s\u0103-i aduci din cel mai alb trandafir,<\/p>\n

raze de soare, de lumin\u0103, din el s\u0103-i faci,<\/p>\n

ca dragostea s\u0103 i-o \u00eenchini!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

S\u0103 vrei s\u0103 vezi cum r\u0103sar, din primul vis z\u0103mislit,<\/p>\n

ciocule\u0163ii hulubilor ei dornici de iubire,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 vrei s\u0103 o s\u0103ru\u0163i toat\u0103, toat\u0103,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 vrei s\u0103 o alin\u0163i cu gura ta, nes\u0103tul\u0103 vreodat\u0103 de ea,<\/p>\n

s\u0103-i sim\u0163i gustul, miresmele \u015fi-aroma iubirii.<\/p>\n

Ca un nebun s\u0103 o iube\u015fti!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

S\u0103 vrei s\u0103-i sim\u0163i vibra\u0163ia cu-a ta cum se une\u015fte,<\/p>\n

devenind una singur\u0103, minunat\u0103!<\/p>\n

S\u0103-i sim\u0163i tremurul s\u00e2nilor cum se zbat<\/p>\n

sub s\u0103ruturile, sub m\u00e2inile<\/p>\n

\u015fi-atingerile tale,<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-una s\u0103 o m\u00e2ng\u00e2i, s-o gu\u015fti,<\/p>\n

s-o mu\u015fti u\u015for, u\u015for,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 o cuno\u015fti, s-o recuno\u015fti<\/p>\n

\u015fi s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 pururea cu tine, \u00een tine,<\/p>\n

\u00een mintea \u015fi-n inima ta at\u00e2t de dornic\u0103 de ea.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

S\u0103 vrei s-o sim\u0163i pe tine, \u00eentins\u0103, desf\u0103cut\u0103,<\/p>\n

ca o cruce a iubirii, am\u00e2ndoi un tot,<\/p>\n

un crucifix topindu-se sub flac\u0103ra vr\u0103jit\u0103<\/p>\n

a iubirii voastre curate, ve\u015fnice.<\/p>\n

Ah, c\u00e2t o vrei! O vrei cu tine!<\/p>\n

S\u0103 vrei tot ce-\u015fi dore\u015fte<\/p>\n

\u015fi tot ce-i place,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 vrei cu ea s\u0103 plute\u015fti,<\/p>\n

a\u015fa cum nu ai plutit toat\u0103 via\u0163a!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

S\u0103 vrei s\u0103-i sim\u0163i \u00een vene murmurul iubirii,<\/p>\n

\u00eemb\u0103tat de sunetele ei de dragoste,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 vrei s\u0103 sim\u0163i cum fream\u0103t\u0103 \u015fi cum palpit\u0103,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 sim\u0163i susurul bucuriei<\/p>\n

\u015fi cum pl\u0103cerea v\u0103 inund\u0103!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

S\u0103 vrei s\u0103 te r\u0103scoleasc\u0103 cu respira\u0163ia ei sacadat\u0103,<\/p>\n

cu geam\u0103tul iubiririi s\u0103 te readuc\u0103 la via\u0163\u0103,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 vrei s\u0103 te priveasc\u0103<\/p>\n

cu ochii ei mira\u0163i, de diamante negre,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 vrei s\u0103-\u0163i \u015fopteasc\u0103, mereu \u015fi mereu, c\u0103 te iube\u015fte!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Iubirea ce i-o por\u0163i \u00een suflet, \u00een stele s\u0103 o scrii,<\/p>\n

din fiecare diminea\u0163\u0103, un r\u0103s\u0103rit s\u0103-i dai,<\/p>\n

cea mai iubit\u0103 s\u0103 se simt\u0103,<\/p>\n

s\u0103-i mul\u0163ume\u015fti c\u0103-i steaua, iar tu un meteor,<\/p>\n

din via\u0163a ta frumoas\u0103<\/p>\n

o jum\u0103tate s\u0103 i-o d\u0103ruie\u015fti.<\/p>\n

Cu-ncrederea \u015fi g\u00e2ndul s\u0103 porne\u015fti,<\/p>\n

vrei cerul plin de stele<\/p>\n

\u015fi-o noapte lung\u0103, lung\u0103,<\/p>\n

vrei \u00eengerii s\u0103-\u0163i c\u00e2nte \u015fi tot n-o s\u0103-\u0163i ajung\u0103,<\/p>\n

vrei clipa dimine\u0163ii \u015fi zile cu mister,<\/p>\n

\u00een dar de \u0163i le-ofer\u0103, nimic n-ai s\u0103-i mai ceri.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

S\u0103 vrei s\u0103 \u0163i se desfac\u0103 \u00een bra\u0163e<\/p>\n

cu voluptatea bujorului ce \u00eenflore\u015fte,<\/p>\n

cu iubirea cea arz\u00e2nd, ca v\u0103paia din ea,<\/p>\n

cu cerul \u00een privirea ei limpede.<\/p>\n

Doamne ce gust are!<\/p>\n

O s\u0103ru\u0163i \u015fi nu te mai saturi!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

S\u0103 sim\u0163i cum o cutremur\u0103 s\u0103ruturile tale!<\/p>\n

Miroase toat\u0103 a iubire, gustul iubirii ve\u015fnice…<\/p>\n

A\u015fa se nasc \u00eengerii, \u00een lumea ce-ai visat!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sim\u0163i cum \u00ee\u0163i cresc aripi \u015fi zbori,<\/p>\n

zbori acolo unde este numai iubire,<\/p>\n

iubirea din toate timpurile,<\/p>\n

din toate cerurile, din toate universurile.<\/p>\n

Da, te iube\u015fte! Sim\u0163i asta, da, ah, te iube\u015fte,<\/p>\n

cum numai ea \u015ftie s\u0103 iubeasc\u0103!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A\u015eTEPTAREA<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A\u015fteptarea
\ne atunci c\u00e2nd ai auzit c\u0103-n piept \u00ee\u0163i arde dorin\u0163a de tine,<\/p>\n

hai, smulge durerea din floarea t\u0103cerii, durerea care-i umbre\u015fte ochii,<\/p>\n

te uiti \u00een jur \u015fi vezi cum bra\u0163ele cuprind doar neantul,<\/p>\n

un vis, o lume spectral\u0103 \u00een care te pierzi \u00een apa vie a iubirii,<\/p>\n

chiar dac\u0103 p\u0103m\u00e2ntul de sub t\u0103lpile noastre se mi\u015fc\u0103<\/p>\n

asemeni nisipurilor mi\u015fc\u0103toare,<\/p>\n

\u00een aer dispari dac\u0103 nu te simt l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine,<\/p>\n

un vis inspirat din repetare,<\/p>\n

face parte din tine,<\/p>\n

\u00een\u0103untru \u00eel sim\u0163i, ren\u0103sc\u00e2ndu-te.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Da, iubitule!<\/p>\n

\u0162ine-m\u0103, s\u0103 nu-mi dai drumul!<\/p>\n

Dincolo de marginile lumii se revars\u0103 speran\u0163ele ei.<\/p>\n

Noi suntem via\u0163a, noi suntem apa vie<\/p>\n

cu tainele luminii<\/p>\n

\u00een aventura cunoa\u015fterii,<\/p>\n

lutul facerii fericit \u00een roua iubirii!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

BLACK OPIUM<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00centre timp \u015fi netimp un strig\u0103t, o durere, o speran\u0163\u0103.<\/p>\n

Ca o prelungire a visului, \u00eentind m\u00e2na,<\/p>\n

\u00eencerc s\u0103-\u0163i m\u00e2ng\u00e2i chipul de stele irizat,<\/p>\n

lumin\u00e2ndu-ne drumul cu visul ad\u00e2nc din noi,<\/p>\n

\u00een imensitatea cerului prin care<\/p>\n

\u00eei cau\u0163i cheia<\/p>\n

\u00een unica c\u0103l\u0103torie a vie\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

Plou\u0103 ca \u00een vechile mele poeme<\/p>\n

– un fulger a sf\u00e2\u015fiat cear\u015faful cerului…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

T\u0103cerea curge din bol\u0163i \u00een m\u00e2inile noastre,<\/p>\n

pe unda sufletelor pereche,<\/p>\n

un labirint f\u0103r\u0103 sf\u00e2r\u015fit \u00een respira\u0163ia<\/p>\n

unui timp comun<\/p>\n

ce pare be\u0163ie a umbrelor nop\u0163ii,<\/p>\n

emo\u0163ie furat\u0103 din astre<\/p>\n

prin frunzele risipite de toamn\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00eempr\u0103\u015ftiind fiori din adierea visului…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Explozia de emo\u0163ii te-nv\u0103luie, te domin\u0103,<\/p>\n

un contrast tulbur\u0103tor, o tensiune<\/p>\n

dintre lumin\u0103 \u015fi \u00eentuneric,<\/p>\n

un clar-obscur vibrant, senzual,<\/p>\n

cople\u015fitor \u015fi obsedant<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u0163i trezesc sim\u0163urile, ca un drog.<\/p>\n

Totul se contope\u015fte<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-un v\u0103l misterios, electrizant.<\/p>\n

Arome suave \u00een note incitante<\/p>\n

dezv\u0103luie acorduri solare, delicate,<\/p>\n

o armonie \u00eentre note disparate.<\/p>\n

Este lumina de pe un alt t\u0103r\u00e2m,<\/p>\n

dar este \u015fi caldur\u0103, \u015fi visare, \u015fi nostalgie.<\/p>\n

O lumin\u0103 patinat\u0103<\/p>\n

pare a \u00eencifra magia fericirii.<\/p>\n

Cu delicate\u0163e ne cuprinde,<\/p>\n

\u00eencremenind \u00een timp<\/p>\n

sentimente \u015fi gesturi irepetabile<\/p>\n

care ne-au apar\u0163inut \u00eentr-un timp<\/p>\n

\u015fi care ne vor apar\u0163ine pentru eternitate.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mereu se vor c\u0103uta<\/p>\n

la vederea unui z\u00e2mbet r\u0103sfr\u00e2nt,<\/p>\n

un dans mut \u00een care au intrat de dincolo de timp.<\/p>\n

Lega\u0163i prin soart\u0103 sunt mai puternic dec\u00e2t orice g\u00e2nd.<\/p>\n

\u00centre veghe \u015fi somn, praful purtat de v\u00e2nt<\/p>\n

– misterul, cheia timpului…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dincolo de marginea vie\u0163ii, undele se propag\u0103<\/p>\n

pe pietre, pe frunze, pe drumul unde<\/p>\n

zefirul<\/p>\n

le risipe\u015fte zi \u015fi noapte,<\/p>\n

trecutul uime\u015fte aburul prezentului<\/p>\n

pe drumul \u00eenceput<\/p>\n

din nostalgie,<\/p>\n

devenit pas, devenit glas,<\/p>\n

unind durerea \u015fi iubirea, clipa \u015fi speran\u0163a.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen pove\u015fti magice<\/p>\n

se desfa\u015foar\u0103 pe ei \u00eensi\u015fi.<\/p>\n

\u00cempletirea pietrelor \u015fi-a oamenilor este un dar.<\/p>\n

Las culorile s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103<\/p>\n

prin pictura esen\u0163ei cuvintelor!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

CA VISUL DIN VIS<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pe treptele g\u00e2ndului \u00ee\u0163i derulezi via\u0163a de la \u00een\u0103l\u0163ime,<\/p>\n

ca pe un peisaj privit de la distan\u0163\u0103,<\/p>\n

proiect\u00e2nd lumina reflectoarelor.<\/p>\n

\u00cen mi\u015fcare e totul. Lumin\u0103, \u00eentuneric \u015fi culori.<\/p>\n

\u00ce\u0163i croie\u015fti propriul drum.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

La\u015fi cuvintele s\u0103 se a\u015feze,<\/p>\n

elogiu adus necunoscutului.<\/p>\n

Un strig\u0103t, o chemare printr-un fir de legatur\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00eentre via\u0163\u0103 \u015fi nevia\u0163\u0103, \u00eentre vis \u015fi nevis,<\/p>\n

\u00eentre trup, inim\u0103 \u015fi g\u00e2ndire,<\/p>\n

\u00eentre lumi nep\u0103trunse<\/p>\n

oricui, oric\u00e2nd, oriunde.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Totul deschide \u015fi \u00eenchide por\u0163i, universuri, lumi,<\/p>\n

aplecat \u00een fa\u0163a deschiderii \u00eenchise \u00een lacrimi.<\/p>\n

Ai iubit \u015fi ai fost iubit.<\/p>\n

Ai d\u0103ruit \u015fi ai primit mereu c\u00e2te ceva.<\/p>\n

Ai citit, ai g\u00e2ndit \u015fi c\u0103l\u0103torit mult,<\/p>\n

dar, mai presus de toate e\u015fti recunosc\u0103tor<\/p>\n

pentru privilegiul<\/p>\n

aventurii fascinante<\/p>\n

numit\u0103 via\u0163\u0103, tr\u0103it\u0103 intens,<\/p>\n

pasionant, tumultuos, cu sensibilitate.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Acum toate astea sunt p\u0103p\u0103diile<\/p>\n

din z\u00e2mbetul ei,<\/p>\n

m\u00e2ng\u00e2iate de invizibilul dans al vie\u0163ii,<\/p>\n

cutreier\u00e2nd cerul prim\u0103verii prin fiecare trecere.<\/p>\n

Ca visul din vis<\/p>\n

inspiri ad\u00e2nc s\u0103rutul ei prin t\u0103ceri.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Suntem lumina, suntem pacea,<\/p>\n

suntem uimirea pl\u0103cut\u0103 a z\u00e2mbetului<\/p>\n

de dinainte sau de dup\u0103 \u00een\u0163elegere,<\/p>\n

suntem ce ne-am dorit, reflec\u0163ia g\u00e2ndului!<\/p>\n

Suntem minuna\u0163i!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

– Lumin\u0103 s\u0103 fii, alin s\u0103 fii, iubitoare \u015fi iubit\u0103 s\u0103 fii,<\/p>\n

h\u0103ruit\u0103 \u015fi sfin\u0163it\u0103 s\u0103 fii<\/p>\n

cu tainele toate ale luminii din iubire,<\/p>\n

cu apa vie a iubirii adev\u0103rate s\u0103 fii! – \u00eemi spui,<\/p>\n

privindu-m\u0103 \u00een marea ochilor<\/p>\n

\u00een care te reg\u0103se\u015fti.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

CEA MAI FRUMOAS\u0102 CARTE<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Eliberat de tot \u015fi de toate,<\/p>\n

g\u00e2ndul<\/p>\n

str\u0103bate universul,<\/p>\n

auzit e\u015fti, totul se imprim\u0103.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Pe litere, pe silabe,<\/p>\n

cu fiecare vers,<\/p>\n

din fil\u0103 \u00een fil\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015fi printre r\u00e2nduri ai s-o cite\u015fti.<\/p>\n

O carte mereu nou\u0103, nesf\u00e2r\u015fit\u0103!<\/p>\n

Prin fiecare g\u00e2nd, prin fiecare tr\u0103ire<\/p>\n

o cau\u0163i \u015fi-o reg\u0103se\u015fti.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cei cite\u015fti sur\u00e2sul misterios, \u00eei cite\u015fti lacrima,<\/p>\n

\u00eei cite\u015fti emo\u0163ia ad\u00e2nc\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00eei cite\u015fti lumina juc\u0103u\u015f\u0103, fericirea,<\/p>\n

t\u0103cerea i-o cite\u015fti.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Cu fiecare r\u00e2nd, cu fiecare detaliu,<\/p>\n

parcurgi fascinat<\/p>\n

noi st\u0103ri, noi sentimente,<\/p>\n

atent \u00eei cite\u015fti fiecare mi\u015fcare,<\/p>\n

fuziunea de linii \u015fi jocul de culori,<\/p>\n

lumina unic\u0103 ce-o \u00eenso\u0163e\u015fte,<\/p>\n

libertatea,<\/p>\n

m\u00e2inile, pielea, buzele,<\/p>\n

p\u0103rul \u00een v\u00e2nt,<\/p>\n

mersul \u015fi unduirea \u015foldurilor,<\/p>\n

cerceii cu perle, clinchetul br\u0103\u0163\u0103rilor,<\/p>\n

rochia, e\u015farfa<\/p>\n

\u015fi sunetul tocurilor ei \u00eenalte.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 o stea norocoas\u0103 te urmeaz\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00eei vei citi captivat z\u00e2mbetul,<\/p>\n

soarele din priviri, respira\u0163ia,<\/p>\n

timiditatea<\/p>\n

fiec\u0103rui centimetru revelat,<\/p>\n

ca, mai t\u00e2rziu,<\/p>\n

dac\u0103 te las\u0103,<\/p>\n

noi pagini vei descifra,<\/p>\n

\u00eencrederea, dezinvoltura g\u00e2ndurilor,<\/p>\n

fricile, spaimele, blocajele,<\/p>\n

dorin\u0163a, vibra\u0163ia,<\/p>\n

reverbera\u0163ia fiec\u0103rei atingeri.<\/p>\n

\u00cenduio\u015fat, cititorule,<\/p>\n

ai s\u0103-i contempli,<\/p>\n

ochii de mam\u0103, calzi, umezi.<\/p>\n

Prin toate vei cre\u015fte,<\/p>\n

vei \u00een\u0163elege, vei deveni b\u0103rbat.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

C\u0102L\u0102TORIA CONTINU\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Pentru o clip\u0103, o stea ai devenit,<\/p>\n

o mic\u0103 stea,<\/p>\n

cobor\u00e2t\u0103, aici, pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n

Vezi, c\u0103l\u0103torule?! E\u015fti tu,<\/p>\n

e\u015fti liber, sclipire de lumin\u0103!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00centre dou\u0103 t\u0103ceri aluneci,<\/p>\n

ai traversat, r\u0103t\u0103citor,<\/p>\n

milenii, t\u0103r\u00e2muri, timpuri,<\/p>\n

lung a fost drumul, mereu te-ai c\u0103utat.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen lini\u015ftea imperceptibil\u0103,<\/p>\n

mai sub\u0163ire ca ploaia,<\/p>\n

capabil\u0103 s\u0103-\u0163i vad\u0103-n suflet,<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u0163i ascul\u0163i lacrimile.<\/p>\n

Ceasurile s-au oprit,<\/p>\n

viitorul e spart aici.<\/p>\n

Prive\u015fte totul!<\/p>\n

Iat\u0103, te \u00eenal\u0163i spre alte stele,<\/p>\n

sus, tot mai sus,<\/p>\n

departe, tot mai departe!<\/p>\n

Le-mbr\u0103\u0163i\u015fezi,<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u0163i bucuri inima, unindu-\u0163i-o,<\/p>\n

dansezi \u015fi urci, tot urci.<\/p>\n

La\u015fi semne \u00een ceruri \u015fi \u00een astre.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Lumin\u0103, palet\u0103 de culori,<\/p>\n

din ce \u00een ce\u00a0 mai mult\u0103 str\u0103lucire,<\/p>\n

te cufunzi \u00een lumin\u0103, un tot de lumin\u0103.<\/p>\n

Por\u0163ile Cerului sunt deschise.<\/p>\n

Te-ai reg\u0103sit. Lumina te prime\u015fte.<\/p>\n

\u0162i-e bine!<\/p>\n

O, da, \u00ee\u0163i aminte\u015fti!<\/p>\n

E ca atunci, c\u00e2ndva-demult,<\/p>\n

copil fiind, te cuib\u0103reai<\/p>\n

\u00een bra\u0163ele calde ale mamei.<\/p>\n

Sim\u0163i m\u00e2ng\u00e2ierea, sim\u0163i bucuria,<\/p>\n

liber te sim\u0163i<\/p>\n

\u015fi mul\u0163umit deplin.<\/p>\n

Iat\u0103, z\u00e2mbe\u015fti! O, Doamne!<\/p>\n

Acum \u00eel vezi; acum, \u00eel sim\u0163i.<\/p>\n

E-aici, cu tine, \u00een inim\u0103,<\/p>\n

cu tine-a fost, mereu va fi!<\/p>\n

Doar g\u00e2ndurile \u00eempr\u0103\u015ftiate-n nouri,<\/p>\n

cuvintele \u015fi temerile create \u00eel acopereau.<\/p>\n

Orbit ai fost. Ochii-ai deschis<\/p>\n

\u015fi L-ai recunoscut.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

L-ai reg\u0103sit, fiind, dintotdeauna,<\/p>\n

\u00eent\u00e2i \u00een tine, apoi \u00een mine,<\/p>\n

\u00een c\u00e2ntec de privighetoare,<\/p>\n

\u00een fluturi, \u00een floare,<\/p>\n

\u00een mun\u0163i m\u0103re\u0163i<\/p>\n

\u015fi-n lacurile<\/p>\n

ascunse-n inima lor,<\/p>\n

\u00een lava p\u0103m\u00e2ntului,<\/p>\n

\u00een ploi, \u00een neguri,<\/p>\n

\u00een ad\u00e2ncuri,<\/p>\n

\u00een firul de iarb\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00een susur de ap\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00een frunze, \u00een pietre,<\/p>\n

\u00een miresme,<\/p>\n

\u00een umbre, \u00een lumini,<\/p>\n

\u00een soare \u015fi \u00een stele,<\/p>\n

\u00een necuprins.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Prive\u015fti \u015fi \u00een\u0163elegi, acum.<\/p>\n

Iertare-\u0163i ceri \u015fi lacrimile,<\/p>\n

de pe obraz, le \u015ftergi.<\/p>\n

Nu pl\u00e2nge! Prive\u015fte, z\u00e2mbind,<\/p>\n

la tot ce-a fost, la tot ce-ai \u00eencercat!<\/p>\n

Hai, nu pl\u00e2nge,<\/p>\n

\u015ftii bine, nu-l vei pierde!<\/p>\n

Alege urm\u0103torul pas!<\/p>\n

Visul este destina\u0163ia.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen zori, prin cea\u0163a dimine\u0163ii,<\/p>\n

pescarii \u00ee\u015fi arunc\u0103 n\u0103voadele \u00een r\u00e2u,<\/p>\n

pe cer, o mic\u0103 stea sclipe\u015fte…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

DAC\u0102 AST\u0102ZI P\u0102M\u00c2NTUL… <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

– Dac\u0103 ast\u0103zi p\u0103m\u00e2ntul s-ar topi a\u015f lua<\/p>\n

un \u00eengera\u015f imaculat de z\u0103pad\u0103,<\/p>\n

un pisoi cu ochelari aburi\u0163i<\/p>\n

care m-ar \u00eentreba “c\u00e2nd?\u201d,<\/p>\n

c\u00e2teva clipe magice \u015fi lumina,<\/p>\n

lumina aceea care-\u0163i c\u0103dea pe chip,<\/p>\n

ame\u0163indu-ne; \u015fi \u00eenc\u0103 ceva,<\/p>\n

a\u015f da mul\u0163i din anii mei<\/p>\n

\u015fi z\u0103u de mi-ar p\u0103sa<\/p>\n

de-ar fi ad\u0103uga\u0163i \u00een contul t\u0103u! – \u00eemi spui.<\/p>\n

Din molozul alabastru al durerii,<\/p>\n

\u00een ritmul ploii,<\/p>\n

flori albe \u015fi ro\u015fii au ie\u015fit la lumin\u0103,<\/p>\n

amurguri electrizante se t\u00e2r\u0103sc<\/p>\n

din buza pr\u0103p\u0103stiilor \u00een tonuri<\/p>\n

de-amar\u0103 agonie \u015fi extaz,<\/p>\n

ca m\u00e2inile tale gata s\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eent\u00e2mpine.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

C\u0103ut\u0103torule de infinit, \u00eencorsetat<\/p>\n

ca-ntr-o celul\u0103, undeva te vei reg\u0103si!<\/p>\n

Aici se sf\u00e2r\u015fe\u015fte lumea<\/p>\n

\u015fi tot aici \u00eencepe – fragil\u0103 \u015fi delicat\u0103 -,<\/p>\n

avem m\u0103rginitul \u00een fa\u0163\u0103 \u015fi nem\u0103rginirea \u00een noi!<\/p>\n

– Mi-e fric\u0103 c\u00e2t e\u015fti de frumoas\u0103,<\/p>\n

ad\u00e2nc ascuns\u0103 \u00een mine, o lumin\u0103 dulce,<\/p>\n

o speran\u0163\u0103 nea\u015fteptat\u0103, un z\u00e2mbet \u015f\u0103galnic!<\/p>\n

F\u0103cut\u0103 e\u015fti pentru o lume mai bun\u0103,<\/p>\n

nu am dec\u00e2t un zbucium interior,<\/p>\n

pasiuni nem\u0103surate \u015fi-o via\u0163\u0103<\/p>\n

ce m\u0103 desface mereu \u00een buc\u0103\u0163i!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Prin procesiunea echinoc\u0163iului de prim\u0103var\u0103,<\/p>\n

la c\u0103derea nop\u0163ii treci dincolo de oglind\u0103,<\/p>\n

e locul unde m-ai s\u0103rutat prima dat\u0103,<\/p>\n

ame\u0163indu-ne, ca pe o Carte Sf\u00e2nt\u0103 m-ai citit,<\/p>\n

topindu-se, imaginile dispar \u00een noi<\/p>\n

\u015fi-acolo prind culori de s\u0103rb\u0103toare.<\/p>\n

– Da, iubito, chiar dac\u0103<\/p>\n

n-am mai vorbi o secund\u0103,<\/p>\n

firul nostru nu s-ar putea destr\u0103ma,<\/p>\n

e vorba de o reg\u0103sire magic\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-un timp dificil, poate prea t\u00eerziu,<\/p>\n

suflete r\u0103t\u0103cite \u015fi reg\u0103site aici,<\/p>\n

tu n-ai nicio vin\u0103, vina e a mea,<\/p>\n

m-am \u00eendr\u0103gostit de tine,<\/p>\n

divin\u0103 iubire r\u0103scolitoare<\/p>\n

\u015fi lini\u015ftitoare \u00een acela\u015fi timp!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

– De n-ai fi tu, n-a\u015f fi descoperit nimic!<\/p>\n

Copil\u0103 dulce, inocent\u0103, l\u00e2ng\u0103 tine<\/p>\n

a \u00eenflorit o zi din adolescen\u0163a mea visat\u0103,<\/p>\n

un drum s-a conturat \u00eenaintea mea,<\/p>\n

mi-ai deschis inima, dilat\u00e2nd-o,<\/p>\n

aripile ei ascunse s-au \u00eentins<\/p>\n

prin puterea de a iubi pentru eternitate,<\/p>\n

\u00eendr\u0103znesc, acum, f\u0103r\u0103 ezitare, schimbarea<\/p>\n

oric\u0103rei limite \u015fi-oric\u0103rei noi pove\u015fti!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

SCARA CERULUI<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Doamne, ca un p\u0103m\u00e2nt sec<\/p>\n

\u015fi neudat de-at\u00e2ta vreme te doresc!<\/p>\n

Coordonat\u0103 a vie\u0163ii, n-am cum s\u0103 te uit,<\/p>\n

ba\u0163i mereu \u00een inima mea,<\/p>\n

oriunde a\u015f fugi, \u00een tine r\u0103m\u00e2n, acolo m-ai zidit!<\/p>\n

Amintirile tale \u00eenoat\u0103 \u00eenapoi,<\/p>\n

pergamentul lor arde \u00een interior,<\/p>\n

focul pasiunii nu se clatin\u0103, ai ritmul cuvintelor,<\/p>\n

\u00een camera mea, \u00eencuietorile sunt sacre,<\/p>\n

tentant\u0103 cheie a inimii, p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00een cer m\u0103 sim\u0163i!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Te s\u0103rut, \u00eengerul meu cu aripa \u00eentins\u0103<\/p>\n

spre soare! \u00cen mine te zide\u015fti u\u015for \u015fi ad\u00e2nc,<\/p>\n

cu aceea\u015fi pl\u0103cere prin care<\/p>\n

Dumnezeu \u015fi artistul respir\u0103 crea\u0163ia.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Al\u0103turi de mine pe drumul cunoa\u015fterii,<\/p>\n

undeva \u00een mine te-ai pierdut,<\/p>\n

nu \u015ftii dac\u0103 te mai reg\u0103se\u015fti, tu cel dinainte,<\/p>\n

demult \u00een lumea din tine,<\/p>\n

undeva pe urmele mele erai,<\/p>\n

acum faci pa\u015fi \u00een nem\u0103rginirea desf\u0103\u015furat\u0103<\/p>\n

ca un cer\u015faf ce despic\u0103 cerul<\/p>\n

\u015fi, r\u00e2nd pe r\u00e2nd, te-a\u015feaz\u0103 \u00een inima mea,<\/p>\n

mi-auzi vocea tremur\u00e2nd\u0103, plin\u0103 de tonuri celeste,<\/p>\n

\u00eenc\u0103rcat\u0103 de pasiune,<\/p>\n

ceva divin \u00een tot ce vibreaz\u0103 pe corzile ei.<\/p>\n

\u00cen tine ai ascuns tot cerul, frumoaso!<\/p>\n

\u00centinde-mi o m\u00e2n\u0103 ori deschide-mi fereastra,<\/p>\n

\u00eentunericul dispare \u015fi lumina e-n toi!<\/p>\n

R\u0103m\u00e2i \u00een mine ca o stea luminoas\u0103,<\/p>\n

vestind mereu o na\u015ftere, o str\u0103fulgerare<\/p>\n

venit\u0103 din neant a c\u0103zut peste mine,<\/p>\n

\u00eempins de-o for\u0163\u0103 nev\u0103zut\u0103<\/p>\n

am intrat \u00een acele ad\u00e2ncuri,<\/p>\n

cu groaza c\u0103 te-ndrep\u0163i spre nu-\u015ftii-unde,<\/p>\n

atrac\u0163ia spre dincolo e un miraj, \u015ftii sigur<\/p>\n

c\u0103 porne\u015fti acolo \u015fi totu\u015fi te lup\u0163i s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2i aici,<\/p>\n

aerul t\u0103u e mereu altundeva,<\/p>\n

drumul mereu diferit, \u00een mine simt privirea ta.<\/p>\n

O dulcele meu vis \u015fi c\u00e2ntec al lumilor mele!<\/p>\n

Dumnezeu exist\u0103 \u015fi l-am v\u0103zut \u00een tine<\/p>\n

pe c\u00e2nd totul era unul \u015fi unul era-n to\u0163i!<\/p>\n

Treizeci de trepte, treizeci de cuvinte,<\/p>\n

treizeci de st\u0103ri<\/p>\n

\u015fi treizeci de popasuri pe scara cerului parcurgi.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Cum s\u0103-\u0163i dau drumul c\u00e2nd contopit\u0103 e\u015fti cu mine?<\/p>\n

Deschiz\u0103toare de drumuri, ia copilul de m\u00e2n\u0103,<\/p>\n

mergi \u00eenainte, legat\u0103 de el arat\u0103-i calea,<\/p>\n

numai \u00een ochii t\u0103i poate privi cerul!<\/p>\n

Ai descoperit c\u0103 e\u015fti iubirea \u015fi-acum nu vrei s\u0103 o mai cau\u0163i!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

CRONICILE VII ALE DIONULUI <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Istoria s-a scris, \u00eentr-o lumin\u0103 argintie,<\/p>\n

\u00een pietre albite de vremuri,<\/p>\n

prin haos \u015fi zgomot,<\/p>\n

\u00een file-ng\u0103lbenite<\/p>\n

\u015fi manuscrise din biblioteci,<\/p>\n

unele arse prin timp,<\/p>\n

pe vase, pe lespezi, relicve,<\/p>\n

\u00een inimi \u015fi-n noi,<\/p>\n

memoria transmis\u0103 mai departe,<\/p>\n

iar pentru cei care au<\/p>\n

ochi s\u0103 vad\u0103 \u015fi suflet s\u0103 simt\u0103,<\/p>\n

istoria e scris\u0103 r\u0103sun\u0103tor<\/p>\n

\u00een zidurile martore din care<\/p>\n

lumina izvor\u0103\u015fte – o mare carte –<\/p>\n

printre ruine, c\u00e2ndva altare,<\/p>\n

temple, basilici, amfiteatre,<\/p>\n

pie\u0163e, gr\u0103dini, str\u0103zi,<\/p>\n

case, cet\u0103\u0163i, palate, monumente.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Fil\u0103 de fil\u0103 prive\u015fti uluit<\/p>\n

cum se perind\u0103 via\u0163a \u015fi moartea<\/p>\n

prin lupte, r\u0103zboaie, victorii, \u00eenfr\u00e2ngeri.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dincolo de marginea timpului,<\/p>\n

la poalele Olimpului ascul\u0163i pa\u015fii<\/p>\n

ce, \u00eenc\u0103, r\u0103sun\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00een ora\u015ful lui Zeus, sacrul Dion,<\/p>\n

prive\u015fti cum \u00ee\u015fi serbau victoriile<\/p>\n

Filip al II- lea – Alexandru cel Mare –<\/p>\n

la-ntoarcerea din Theba<\/p>\n

sau ultimul rege al Macedoniei, Perseas,<\/p>\n

reg\u0103se\u015fti urmele l\u0103sate de pelerini<\/p>\n

la sanctuarul lui Isis<\/p>\n

\u015fi-n vechiul Odeon.<\/p>\n

Treci, \u00een apusul soarelui,<\/p>\n

pe aleea pietruit\u0103 ce duce<\/p>\n

spre-altarul lui Zeus,<\/p>\n

la sanctuarul Demetrei,<\/p>\n

s\u0103rb\u0103torit\u0103 toamn\u0103 de toamn\u0103,<\/p>\n

ori spre templul lui Isis<\/p>\n

acolo unde zei\u0163a-\u015fi primea<\/p>\n

ofrandele lui Alexandru<\/p>\n

\u00eenaintea campaniei cuceririi Asiei.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Prive\u015fte, ascult\u0103 \u015fi p\u0103\u015fe\u015fte u\u015for peste<\/p>\n

cronicile vii ale Dionului<\/p>\n

ce continu\u0103 s\u0103 ne stea m\u0103rturie!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

DIN R\u0102D\u0102CINI SPRE MUGURI, FO\u015eNETUL STELELOR <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Pe malul r\u00eeului se reflect\u0103 sur\u00e2sul lunii,<\/p>\n

pas\u0103rea cu aripi de dragoste<\/p>\n

\u015fi tu, cel trezit c-a-ngropat dimine\u0163ile<\/p>\n

\u00een f\u00e2nt\u00e2na din care<\/p>\n

vor bea vise<\/p>\n

c\u0103l\u0103torii de pretutindeni,<\/p>\n

ca-ntre timp s\u0103 devin\u0103<\/p>\n

fulger \u015fi lacrim\u0103, mugur \u015fi adev\u0103r.<\/p>\n

Petale de nuf\u0103r \u00een ploaie, o m\u00e2ng\u00e2iere<\/p>\n

cu mir uns\u0103 pe pielea de aur \u015fi smirn\u0103,<\/p>\n

o \u0163iter\u0103 dintr-un col\u0163 ciupit\u0103<\/p>\n

de-o pal\u0103 de v\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n

Noaptea este a\u015fteptat\u0103 de cei ce \u015ftiu<\/p>\n

s\u0103-i deslu\u015feasc\u0103 lumina.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd, la fereastra mea,<\/p>\n

stelele fo\u015fnesc,<\/p>\n

vestesc c\u0103 au un poem printre ele.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen casa aceea este un rug ce arde \u00een forma inimii tale.<\/p>\n

Ferice de cel ce are bucata lui de cer<\/p>\n

\u015fi culoarea vie din aripa fluturelui!<\/p>\n

Chiar dac\u0103 via\u0163a te-a-ndoit<\/p>\n

un cuib de fluturi por\u0163i \u00een fiin\u0163a ta.<\/p>\n

Alergi prin c\u0103r\u0103rile deschise de lumin\u0103,<\/p>\n

l\u0103crimezi prin pove\u015fti cu filele arse de dor,<\/p>\n

cerni nisipurile celor mai bogate \u0163\u0103rmuri,<\/p>\n

la piept str\u00e2ngi comori, apoi le d\u0103rui,<\/p>\n

din ele s\u0103-\u015fi fac\u0103 \u015firag de lumi.<\/p>\n

Te vei \u00eentoarce pe \u0163\u0103rmul cu petice de lini\u015fte<\/p>\n

de c\u00e2te ori plou\u0103 cu tine pe apus,<\/p>\n

tr\u0103ind \u00een inima macilor, alerg\u00e2nd printre v\u00e2rste.<\/p>\n

\u00cen palmele tale, st\u00e2nci \u015fi lumin\u0103,<\/p>\n

sc\u0103ri \u015fi comori de cenu\u015f\u0103, \u0163\u0103rmuri \u015fi dor…<\/p>\n

Arsura din glasul ei transmite arsura trupului lui.<\/p>\n

\u00cen matca p\u0103m\u00e2ntului se z\u0103resc<\/p>\n

flori ro\u015fii izvor\u00e2te din piatr\u0103,<\/p>\n

un lic\u0103r de speran\u0163\u0103, apropierea inimilor,<\/p>\n

o sfer\u0103 luminoas\u0103 \u00een continu\u0103 rotire,<\/p>\n

dou\u0103 drumuri \u015fi dou\u0103 ajungeri.<\/p>\n

Delicat le e timpul! Ca o tain\u0103:<\/p>\n

de\u015fi \u00een v\u0103zul vie\u0163ii, \u00een ochi, nim\u0103nui.<\/p>\n

Sim\u0163i prim\u0103vara c\u00e2mpului lor plin de flori?<\/p>\n

Ca \u015fi c\u00e2nd ai fi \u00eendr\u0103gostit de-un c\u00e2mp de margarete,<\/p>\n

din r\u0103d\u0103cini spre muguri, din cer spre p\u0103m\u00e2nt…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ca valurile, timpul se sfarm\u0103 dinaintea<\/p>\n

acelui \u0163\u0103rm ne\u015ftiut. Timp pierdut sau c\u00e2\u015ftigat,<\/p>\n

alerg\u0103rile noastre sau fugi \u00eenspre niciunde?<\/p>\n

\u00centre dou\u0103 vise ne derul\u0103m, timpul deschide<\/p>\n

\u015fi-nchide por\u0163i, uneori prea cur\u00e2nd.<\/p>\n

Mai avem timp s\u0103 ne privim \u00een ochi?<\/p>\n

Mai este apa izvoarelor sp\u0103lat\u0103 de ochii no\u015ftri?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Nu exist\u0103 moarte, exist\u0103 un aici,<\/p>\n

un dincolo \u015fi iubirea ce face<\/p>\n

puntea de leg\u0103tur\u0103, dincolo de infinit!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

EUS SUMMUM<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen calea c\u0103ut\u0103torului, poemul ermetic al vie\u0163ii<\/p>\n

se \u0163ese cu multe fire – mai scurte, mai lungi,<\/p>\n

\u00eenn\u0103dite sau nu,<\/p>\n

albe, aurii, ro\u015fii sau negre…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Prin derularea trecutului ce biruie timpul,<\/p>\n

cu ajutorul Simurgh-ului<\/p>\n

de pe muntele Kaf,<\/p>\n

( muntele care d\u0103 ocol p\u0103m\u00e2ntului,<\/p>\n

acolo unde s\u0103l\u0103\u015fluiesc djinii \u015fi demonii),<\/p>\n

un strig\u0103t straniu, o chemare<\/p>\n

\u00eei treze\u015fte pe cei adormi\u0163i.<\/p>\n

O imens\u0103 flac\u0103r\u0103 ai sim\u0163it c\u0103-\u0163i arde<\/p>\n

\u00een mijlocul frun\u0163ii<\/p>\n

\u015fi, \u00een aceea\u015fi clip\u0103, f\u00e2lf\u00e2irea<\/p>\n

\u015fi umbra de ghea\u0163\u0103 a unor aripi imense.<\/p>\n

Cuprins de o viziune dubl\u0103,<\/p>\n

ca prin cea\u0163\u0103, prive\u015fti concomitent<\/p>\n

\u00een am\u00e2ndou\u0103 lumile.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

De ceva timp crezi<\/p>\n

c\u0103 \u00eenaintezi printr-un tunel.<\/p>\n

Lumina de la cap\u0103t nu se vede,<\/p>\n

ie\u015firea nu mai apare,<\/p>\n

de\u015fi presim\u0163i c\u0103 este bine.<\/p>\n

Te \u00eendoie\u015fti mult de tine,<\/p>\n

de ce po\u0163i, de ce vrei,<\/p>\n

de unde \u015fi de ce ai p\u0103truns aici.<\/p>\n

\u00cenchizi ochii \u015fi \u00eei deschizi,<\/p>\n

\u00een fa\u0163a ta se apropie<\/p>\n

o leoaic\u0103 imens\u0103, puternic\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u00cen ochii ei te ui\u0163i fix,<\/p>\n

\u015ftii c\u0103 e acolo<\/p>\n

s\u0103-\u0163i dea un mesaj,<\/p>\n

ochii ei \u0163i-au trasmis at\u00e2tea,<\/p>\n

iubire, compasiune, iertare, bl\u00e2nde\u0163e.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Prive\u015fte-i bine!<\/p>\n

Mai au un mesaj pentru tine, alesule?<\/p>\n

Cu-aceste daruri \u00ee\u0163i continui drumul<\/p>\n

ca \u015fi cum ai fi nemuritor.<\/p>\n

Prin Gra\u0163ia Lui, Lumina e \u00een tine,<\/p>\n

nimic \u00een plus!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00ceNAINTE CA… <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cenainte ca bezna s\u0103 acopere totul,<\/p>\n

\u00eenainte ca z\u00e2mbetul cald, jocul \u015fi c\u00e2ntecul s\u0103 dispar\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00eenainte ca via\u0163a brusc s\u0103 se sting\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00eenainte ca frica s\u0103 fie o imens\u0103 plag\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00eenainte ca necuprinsul nop\u0163ii s\u0103 te p\u0103trund\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00eenainte ca moartea s\u0103 devin\u0103 st\u0103p\u00e2n\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00eenainte de lacrimi, puncte de carne, trupuri, durere, s\u00e2nge,<\/p>\n

\u00eenainte de tine, \u00eenainte de mine,<\/p>\n

\u00eenainte de arme,<\/p>\n

\u00eenainte de ur\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00eenaine de crim\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00eenainte de toate,<\/p>\n

sur\u00e2sul rece venit din sticl\u0103,<\/p>\n

confuzie voluptoas\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00een cea\u0163a risipit\u0103,<\/p>\n

un labirint minuscul<\/p>\n

pierdut<\/p>\n

\u00een infinitul mic.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Un vis \u00eenl\u0103n\u0163uit.<\/p>\n

Cire\u015fii japonezi nu au mai \u00eenflorit.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

INVAZIA <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

De ceva timp, \u00een ora\u015ful meu, se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103 ceva.<\/p>\n

\u00cen jurul cl\u0103dirilor s-au \u00een\u0103l\u0163at schele \u00eenalte,<\/p>\n

tot mai \u00eenalte.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Totul e analizat, m\u0103surat, \u00eemprejmuit, verificat.<\/p>\n

S-au t\u0103iat copacii, s-au c\u0103lcat florile,<\/p>\n

s-au adus echipamentele,<\/p>\n

s-au scos gardurile,<\/p>\n

s-au instalat<\/p>\n

\u00een fa\u0163a ferestrelor<\/p>\n

\u015fi-a tuturor pere\u0163ilor.<\/p>\n

Au \u00eenceput s\u0103 bat\u0103, s\u0103 fixeze,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 \u00eenlocuiasc\u0103,<\/p>\n

s\u0103\u00a0 izoleze.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sub privirile lor, oamenii respir\u0103,<\/p>\n

sub privirile lor, oamenii tr\u0103iesc,<\/p>\n

dorm, se spal\u0103, m\u0103n\u00e2nc\u0103,<\/p>\n

iubesc…<\/p>\n

Un spectacol<\/p>\n

la care,<\/p>\n

de ceva timp, asist\u0103.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Sunt, oamenii, reabilita\u0163i?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

CHEMAREA <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Un g\u00e2nd alb, ca un porumbel,<\/p>\n

se rote\u015fte<\/p>\n

pe cerul inimii lor.<\/p>\n

Un g\u00e2nd alb.<\/p>\n

Un g\u00e2nd alb se rote\u015fte.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

La \u0163\u0103rm de mare se opresc<\/p>\n

\u0163inuturile prin care<\/p>\n

au traversat<\/p>\n

\u00eenc\u00e2ntate cuvinte,<\/p>\n

ursite cuvinte,<\/p>\n

\u00eenflorite cuvinte,<\/p>\n

pl\u0103m\u0103dite,<\/p>\n

\u00een lumina lunii,<\/p>\n

la rev\u0103rsatul zorilor,<\/p>\n

din lut \u015fi dintr-un nou p\u0103m\u00e2nt,<\/p>\n

sc\u0103ldate \u00een apa de izvor<\/p>\n

\u015fi-n roua lacrimilor.<\/p>\n

La \u0163\u0103rm de mare.<\/p>\n

La \u0163\u0103rm de mare se opresc.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen c\u0103utarea lor, \u00een noapte,<\/p>\n

\u015foapte imperceptibile plutesc peste ape,<\/p>\n

peste ape \u00eentinse<\/p>\n

plutesc \u00een splendoare,<\/p>\n

printre pleoape, cuvinte albite<\/p>\n

de dor \u015fi lumin\u0103<\/p>\n

zboar\u0103 prin timpuri,<\/p>\n

spre noi \u0163inuturi,<\/p>\n

spre \u0163inuturi de vis,<\/p>\n

peste p\u0103duri, c\u00e2mpii,<\/p>\n

z\u0103pezi, focuri,<\/p>\n

nori \u015fi ape,<\/p>\n

departe,<\/p>\n

departe,<\/p>\n

tot mai departe,<\/p>\n

\u00een inima pietrei,<\/p>\n

\u00een inima apei,<\/p>\n

la marginea lumii,<\/p>\n

sub cerul cu stele<\/p>\n

se reg\u0103sesc \u00een iubire.<\/p>\n

\u00cen c\u0103utarea lor. \u00cen noapte.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

DE\u015eI LUMEA-I ABSURD\u0102… <\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

– De\u015fi lumea-i absurd\u0103,<\/p>\n

picioarele tale \u00eemi plac! \u00eemi spui.<\/p>\n

– De\u015fi g\u00e2ndurile \u00ee\u0163i zboar\u0103 departe, foarte departe,<\/p>\n

te simt aproape! \u00ee\u0163i r\u0103spund, z\u00e2mbind.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

O zi se stinge, o nou\u0103 zi se na\u015fte.<\/p>\n

– De\u015fi sunt pesimist, privesc multe<\/p>\n

\u00een culori roz: ochelarii aburi\u0163i,<\/p>\n

plimb\u0103rile lungi,<\/p>\n

reveriile, amintirile ocultate,<\/p>\n

limbajul plantelor \u015fi s\u0103rutul buzelor tale.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Culorile ascunse din doruri se simt<\/p>\n

\u00een mirosuri \u015fi-n vis,<\/p>\n

un copil mucalit \u00ee\u0163i z\u00e2mbe\u015fte, \u00ee\u0163i plac st\u00e2njeneii,<\/p>\n

via\u0163a are sens, doar, c\u00e2nd iube\u015fti.<\/p>\n

– S\u0103 nu renun\u0163i niciodat\u0103 la lumina iubirii<\/p>\n

pentru am\u0103r\u0103ciunea cunoa\u015fterii! mi-ai spus.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Esen\u0163\u0103 subtil\u0103, aceast\u0103 materie cald\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015fi umed\u0103 dintre noi ce d\u0103 \u00een p\u00e2rg \u015fi se coace!<\/p>\n

– Fur\u0103 dragostea, asta am aflat<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-o zi de toamn\u0103 c\u00e2nd te-am \u00eent\u00e2lnit,<\/p>\n

travers\u00e2nd timpul, buzele tale \u00een visele mele,<\/p>\n

at\u00e2tea stele, at\u00e2tea mistere!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Parc\u0103 era \u00eentr-un basm care c\u00e2nd apare,<\/p>\n

c\u00e2nd dispare, cu \u00eentreb\u0103ri imposibile.<\/p>\n

Printr-un fragment reu\u015fe\u015fti s\u0103 te strecori<\/p>\n

prin dimensiuni fragmentate de realit\u0103\u0163i paralele,<\/p>\n

p\u0103trunzi \u00een irealul \u00eempletit cu uitarea,<\/p>\n

g\u00e2ndurile ni se-nt\u00e2lnesc palpitant<\/p>\n

prin fiecare ciob pres\u0103rat,<\/p>\n

asemeni volutelor care urc\u0103<\/p>\n

spre lumina unui c\u00e2ntec albastru.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00cen t\u0103cere, \u00eentotdeauna ascul\u0163i pa\u015fii<\/p>\n

conecta\u0163i la picioarele mele,<\/p>\n

\u00een timp ce lini\u015ftea<\/p>\n

respir\u0103 peste tine ca o ran\u0103 ad\u00e2nc\u0103,<\/p>\n

ceasul \u00ee\u0163i tic\u0103ie pr\u0103bu\u015fit \u00een urechi,<\/p>\n

fiecare cifr\u0103 devine, acum, o liter\u0103 sonor\u0103.<\/p>\n

E\u015fti, oare, \u00eentotdeauna suficient de puternic<\/p>\n

s\u0103 evi\u0163i c\u0103derea pe drumurile de noapte<\/p>\n

ce se-apleac\u0103 peste abisuri?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

C\u00e2te semne pot s\u0103 \u00eencap\u0103-n lumin\u0103?<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u015eI, IAR, VA \u00ceNFLORI LILIACUL ALB<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00ce\u0163i aminte\u015fti cuvintele noastre,<\/p>\n

dar, mai ales, \u00een\u0163ep\u0103tura dragostei.<\/p>\n

Ai venit, aici, dup\u0103 ce \u0163i-ai v\u0103zut<\/p>\n

imaginea sting\u00e2ndu-se<\/p>\n

\u00eentr-o oglind\u0103 spart\u0103 de durere,<\/p>\n

o sc\u00e2nteie ai \u00eemprumutat<\/p>\n

pentru-a aprinde focul,<\/p>\n

lumina ce str\u0103bate oceanul tr\u0103irilor,<\/p>\n

apa ei \u0163i-a atins gura \u00eentredeschis\u0103,<\/p>\n

seduc\u0103tor ai \u00eembr\u0103\u0163i\u015fat lichidul divin.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ploua \u00eencet, ploua dulce,<\/p>\n

ploua, \u00een tine, \u00een mine, \u00een noi,<\/p>\n

ploua cu cele mai dorite atingeri,<\/p>\n

din tine \u00een mine, din mine \u00een tine,<\/p>\n

– A\u015fhi di bunu, nu ari mardz\u00e2nji!*,<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u0163i spuneam, privindu-te.<\/p>\n

Via\u0163a este f\u0103cut\u0103, doar, din momente.<\/p>\n

– Cu unica mea, la at\u00e2ta distan\u0163\u0103,<\/p>\n

am avut tr\u0103iri prea intense,<\/p>\n

se r\u0103scole\u015fte \u00een mine tot universul,<\/p>\n

nu \u015ftiu ce am \u00een tine uitat!<\/p>\n

mi-ai \u015foptit, prin ploaia binecuv\u00e2ntat\u0103.<\/p>\n

Din conturul buzelor ai mu\u015fcat,<\/p>\n

le-ai sim\u0163it fream\u0103tul, dulcea\u0163a, dorin\u0163a,<\/p>\n

a\u015fteptai o prima reac\u0163ie, emo\u0163iile<\/p>\n

\u015fi lumina stelar\u0103,<\/p>\n

acea senza\u0163ie de nedesprindere.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Amintiri colorate trec prin noi,<\/p>\n

te-ndep\u0103rtezi de \u00eentuneric \u015fi lumin\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00een umbrele ei ad\u00e2nci vrei sa te-odihne\u015fti,<\/p>\n

acea parte \u00eentunecat\u0103 vrei s-o filtrezi,<\/p>\n

l\u0103s\u00e2nd-o s\u0103 treac\u0103.<\/p>\n

E\u015fti singur acum cu b\u0103t\u0103ile inimii,<\/p>\n

\u00een ad\u00e2nc focul \u00ee\u0163i arde \u00een v\u00e2lv\u0103t\u0103i,<\/p>\n

prin cea\u0163\u0103, dincolo de orizont, te pot vedea,<\/p>\n

un izvor te duce la acel t\u0103r\u00e2m uitat,<\/p>\n

acolo unde sufletele curajoase<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u015fi \u00eengroap\u0103 inima<\/p>\n

sub un munte de frunze moarte,<\/p>\n

iar \u00eengerii suspin\u0103,<\/p>\n

c\u0103ut\u00e2nd mirosuri prin urme,<\/p>\n

\u00een speran\u0163a primei raze de soare.<\/p>\n

Un ritm f\u0103r\u0103 sf\u00e2r\u015fit<\/p>\n

\u00ee\u015fi continu\u0103 firul exilat ca t\u0103cerea,<\/p>\n

prin limpezimea apelor ad\u00e2nci,<\/p>\n

\u00een spatele oglinzii se-aude o mi\u015fcare.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Iar este prim\u0103var\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u015fi, iar, va \u00eenflori liliacul alb!<\/p>\n

O respira\u0163ie lini\u015ftit\u0103 a\u015fteapt\u0103 lumina<\/p>\n

din cea mai \u00eenalt\u0103 octav\u0103,<\/p>\n

un dar ai primit,<\/p>\n

sensul unui drum cumva uitat,<\/p>\n

trezirea iubirii sub clopotul final.<\/p>\n

_____________________<\/p>\n

* a\u015fhi di bunu, nu ari mardz\u00e2nji –\u00a0 bun,\u00a0 f\u0103r\u0103 de margini (traducere din arm\u00e2n\u0103)<\/em><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Irina Lucia MIHALCA <\/strong><\/p>\n

Bucure\u015fti, 29 mai 2017<\/strong><\/p>\n

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