{"id":33578,"date":"2017-11-28T05:41:32","date_gmt":"2017-11-28T05:41:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=33578"},"modified":"2017-11-28T05:45:40","modified_gmt":"2017-11-28T05:45:40","slug":"ioan-nicolae-musat-nasterea-ta-hristoase-ni-i-grea","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/11\/28\/ioan-nicolae-musat-nasterea-ta-hristoase-ni-i-grea\/","title":{"rendered":"Ioan Nicolae MU\u0218AT: Na\u015fterea Ta Hristoase ni-i grea"},"content":{"rendered":"

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NA\u015eTEREA TA HRISTOASE NI-I GREA<\/p>\n

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Na\u015fterea Ta Hristoase \u00een cas\u0103 ni-i grea \u015fi \u00een \u0163ar\u0103,<\/p>\n

R\u0103ul ne arde case, nevoile r\u0103u ne doboar\u0103.<\/p>\n

De casa-i oropsit\u0103, ora\u015ful \u015fi \u0163ara sunt fr\u00e2nte,<\/p>\n

Omul e \u00een ispit\u0103, ocara de vrea s-o \u00eenfrunte.<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea Ta Hristoase lumin\u0103 \u00een bezna cea groas\u0103<\/p>\n

Ne-aduce, din prinoase t\u0103rie \u00een noaptea nervoas\u0103,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd toate sunt \u00een trans\u0103, cuprinse de spasme \u015fi spume,<\/p>\n

R\u0103ul nu-\u0163i d\u0103 vreo \u015fans\u0103, mai r\u0103u se revars\u0103 \u00een lume.<\/p>\n

Lupt\u0103 e cr\u0103ciunarea acum, c\u00e2nd e lumea-n schimbare,<\/p>\n

\u015eerpi acoper\u0103 zarea, ispite \u00eendeas\u0103-n chemare,<\/p>\n

Femeia na\u015fte b\u0103iat, dar nu e \u00een lume vestire<\/p>\n

\u015ei dorul nu e covat \u015fi via\u0163a e-n grea risipire.<\/p>\n

Fachirul pierde baston \u015fi-n mare mirare e lumea,<\/p>\n

Popoare cat\u0103 bonton iar luptele casc\u0103 genunea,<\/p>\n

Timpul sare \u00een coase c\u00e2nd na\u015fti lumea a doua oar\u0103,<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea Ta Hristoase \u00een cas\u0103 ni-i grea \u015fi \u00een \u0163ar\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Na\u015fterea Ta Hristoase \u00een cas\u0103 ni-i grea \u015fi \u00een \u0163ar\u0103,<\/p>\n

Nu \u0162i-am dat loc \u00een case \u015fi ni-i casa rea ca afar\u0103,<\/p>\n

R\u0103ul din noi s-a-nmul\u0163it \u015fi spore\u015fte r\u0103ul din via\u0163\u0103,<\/p>\n

Ne-am \u00eencurcat \u00eenmiit, ni-i plin\u0103 secunda de grea\u0163\u0103.<\/p>\n

C\u0103ile lumii, din furt, ne fur\u0103 \u015fi mintea \u015fi vrerea,<\/p>\n

R\u0103ul din r\u0103u am n\u0103scut, sporind galopant r\u0103t\u0103cirea<\/p>\n

\u015ei omul str\u00e2ns e legat de cele ce omul gre\u015fe\u015fte,<\/p>\n

Piciorul este furat spre cele ce nu vrea, p\u0103\u015fe\u015fte<\/p>\n

\u015ei-a\u015fa din r\u0103u \u00een mai r\u0103u, ca oameni \u015fi ca popoare,<\/p>\n

Ne-nghite marele h\u0103u \u015fi lumea nu are sc\u0103pare.<\/p>\n

Din pasul \u0103sta turbat \u00eentoarcerea nu e dorit\u0103,<\/p>\n

R\u0103ul \u00een s\u00e2nge-i intrat \u015fi r\u0103ul d\u0103 calea pripit\u0103,<\/p>\n

Lumina Ta ne taie, ne rupe din transa p\u0103g\u00e2n\u0103,<\/p>\n

Sare vina-n r\u0103zboaie, p\u0103catul din noi se r\u0103zbun\u0103,<\/p>\n

Voile ni-s \u00eentoarse \u015fi totul \u00een noi e ocar\u0103,<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea Ta Hristoase \u00een cas\u0103 ni-i grea \u015fi \u00een \u0163ar\u0103.<\/p>\n

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R\u0103ul ne arde case, nevoile r\u0103u ne doboar\u0103,<\/p>\n

Din toate vin ponoase, ora\u015fele fug pe la \u0163ar\u0103,<\/p>\n

Ard c\u00e2mpi m\u0103no\u015fi alt\u2032 dat\u2032 \u015fi mun\u0163ii \u00ee\u015fi scutur\u0103 firea,<\/p>\n

Ce-i viu tot geme-n oftat \u015fi-n lacrimi se zbate zidirea.<\/p>\n

De e familia zob, cetatea \u015fi \u0163ara-i ruin\u0103,<\/p>\n

S\u0103teanul ar\u0103 c-un bob, or\u0103\u015fele cat\u0103 \u00een vin\u0103,<\/p>\n

Rupte sunt toate de tot, nimic nu mai are legare,<\/p>\n

Conduc\u0103torii nu pot s\u0103 stea provoc\u0103rii-n picioare.<\/p>\n

Bande, t\u00e2lharii-\u015fi fac loc din cas\u0103 \u00een lumea cea larg\u0103,<\/p>\n

Fum \u015fi pucioas\u0103 \u015fi foc, lumea se tot zbate pe targ\u0103.<\/p>\n

Uimirea, ciuda lovind, ne-ncrederea joac\u0103 tot lucrul<\/p>\n

Iar cerul cade mugind, \u00een vaiet st\u0103 clipei sorocul,<\/p>\n

Viclene \u015foapte dau curs la intrigi \u015fi ve\u015fti furibunde<\/p>\n

\u00cen c\u0103ile lumii s-au scurs, nu ai ce mai face niciunde.<\/p>\n

Z\u0103rile sar hidoase, din temeri \u015fi spasme coboar\u0103,<\/p>\n

R\u0103ul ne arde case, nevoile r\u0103u ne doboar\u0103.<\/p>\n

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De casa-i oropsit\u0103, ora\u015ful \u015fi \u0163ara sunt fr\u00e2nte,<\/p>\n

N\u0103dejdea-i ofilit\u0103, faci iadul cu raiul pe frunte,<\/p>\n

Rupt \u00eentre cer \u015fi p\u0103m\u00e2nt, lucrarea se-ntoarce \u00een vin\u0103.<\/p>\n

Ce flori rode\u015fti \u00een cuv\u00e2nt c\u00e2nd fapta nu-i e r\u0103d\u0103cin\u0103?<\/p>\n

\u00cen cas\u0103-\u0163i, satul e viu sau mort, este dup\u0103 purtare,<\/p>\n

\u00cen st\u00e2lpul casei se \u0163in zidirile toate sub soare.<\/p>\n

De-aia p\u0103catul a ros \u00eent\u00e2i st\u00e2lpul casei \u00een lume,<\/p>\n

S\u0103 aib\u0103 largul de-ntors, s-arunce popoare-n ruine,<\/p>\n

Femeie contra b\u0103rbat \u015fi omul pe sine se sfarm\u0103.<\/p>\n

G\u0103sit-a Satana hat s\u0103 taie p\u0103m\u00e2ntu-n sudalm\u0103,<\/p>\n

Un punct \u00een linie tras \u015fi totul s-a smuls \u00een p\u0103cate,<\/p>\n

Virtutea nu mai e glas, nu-i r\u00e2vn\u0103 s-o \u0163in\u0103-n dreptate.<\/p>\n

Pe cas\u0103, sat \u015fi ora\u015f, \u00ee\u015fi afl\u0103 \u015fi pacea \u015fi starea,<\/p>\n

Familia e cheza\u015f c\u0103 omu-\u015fi tr\u0103ie\u015fte-alinarea<\/p>\n

Iar p\u00e2inea e dospit\u0103, \u00een cas\u0103 e-a \u0163\u0103rilor frunte,<\/p>\n

De casa-i oropsit\u0103, ora\u015ful \u015fi \u0163ara sunt fr\u00e2nte.<\/p>\n

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Omul e \u00een ispit\u0103, ocara de vrea s-o \u00eenfrunte,<\/p>\n

Las\u0103 p\u00e2inea dospit\u0103 ci altul din ea s\u0103 se-nfrupte,<\/p>\n

Truda ta pentru altul e aurul casei \u015fi-al \u0163\u0103rii,<\/p>\n

Iubirea d\u0103 aluatul hr\u0103nirii secundei \u015fi z\u0103rii.<\/p>\n

Omul e \u00een ispit\u0103 dreptatea de-\u015fi strig\u0103-n departe,<\/p>\n

Ci taina e ivit\u0103 c\u00e2nd celuilalt face dreptate:<\/p>\n

Dreptatea nu e din om, ci din Dumnezeu te-nfioar\u0103!<\/p>\n

Nu-i legea dup\u0103 bonton, f\u0103\u0163arnic de om \u00een afar\u0103,<\/p>\n

C\u0103ci legea este de sus, DOAR UNA, \u00een om \u015fi popoare!<\/p>\n

Nimic nu este de spus, c\u00e2rtirea \u00eenseamn\u0103 tr\u0103dare,<\/p>\n

Altfel, ispita face g\u00e2lceav\u0103 \u00een to\u0163i \u015fi oriunde,<\/p>\n

De nimeni nu desface os\u00e2nda ce greu ne p\u0103trunde.<\/p>\n

Ocar\u0103 faci ne-ncetat, \u00een om \u015fi \u00een talpa zidirii,<\/p>\n

De adev\u0103ru-\u0163i curbat nu-l \u00eendrep\u0163i \u00een legile firii,<\/p>\n

Dar ocara-i pl\u0103tit\u0103 \u00een Domnul \u0163i-e starea cuminte,<\/p>\n

Omul e \u00een ispit\u0103, ocara de vrea s-o \u00eenfrunte.<\/p>\n

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Na\u015fterea Ta Hristoase lumin\u0103 \u00een bezna cea groas\u0103<\/p>\n

Ocara ne-o descoase cum vina movil\u0103 ne-apas\u0103.<\/p>\n

De-aceea suntem ca mor\u0163i, b\u00e2nd moartea \u00een orice secund\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015ei \u00eenchinarea \u00een sor\u0163i ne fur\u0103 \u015fi orice izb\u00e2nd\u0103.<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea Ta, lumin\u00e2nd tot locul lucr\u0103rii g\u00e2ndirii,<\/p>\n

Ne tot trezim agonind \u00een cloaca p\u0103catelor firii.<\/p>\n

Cum din frumos am c\u0103zut \u00een ur\u00e2tul ce n-are sf\u00e2r\u015fire,<\/p>\n

De ce ni-i traiul durut, ca oameni \u015fi \u0163\u0103ri, omenire,<\/p>\n

Cum orice fapt\u0103, lovind \u00een noi \u015fi-n pr\u0103selele vie\u0163ii,<\/p>\n

E nedreptatea sporind cumplitele gheare-ale nop\u0163ii,<\/p>\n

Cum, am\u0103gi\u0163i c\u0103tre-un mal de-nvoire \u015fi bun\u0103stare,<\/p>\n

Intr\u0103m sub marele val din care nu-i rost de sc\u0103pare.<\/p>\n

Greu, adev\u0103rul curat ne-ntoarce din vie\u0163ile false,<\/p>\n

N\u0103sc\u00e2nd r\u0103zboi unicat \u00een noaptea cu\u0163itelor coase,<\/p>\n

Sub t\u0103i\u015furi p\u0103roase p\u0103m\u00e2ntul ia calea \u00eentoars\u0103,<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea Ta Hristoase lumin\u0103 \u00een bezna cea groas\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Ne-aduce din prinoase t\u0103rie \u00een noaptea nervoas\u0103,<\/p>\n

Noaptea bubei hidoase, ce rupe \u015fi lume \u015fi cas\u0103,<\/p>\n

Hot\u0103r\u00e2toare noapte pentru drumul ce lumea \u00eencepe<\/p>\n

Ruga lumilor harpe mugind\u0103, c\u0103mile sirepe,<\/p>\n

Toiag l\u0103star din scrum, din bocet lumine depline,<\/p>\n

De\u015fteapt\u0103-te azi, acum, de\u015fteapt\u0103-te Ierusalime,<\/p>\n

\u00cen de\u015fteptare de-apoi, prinosu-ntorsurii \u00een fire,<\/p>\n

Ierusalime-n \u015fuvoi d\u0103-n tine \u015fi-n lume trezire,<\/p>\n

N\u0103valnic dorul trosnind, s-acopere lipsuri din veacuri.<\/p>\n

Ruga din rug\u0103 venind, iertarea iert\u0103rii d\u0103 leacuri,<\/p>\n

Nu e sc\u0103pare altfel, altcum nu c\u0103ta\u0163i alinare,<\/p>\n

Poarta sc\u0103p\u0103rii e El, Hristosul e-a lumii sc\u0103pare.<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea Lui este Drum, sens na\u015fterii lumii ce vine,<\/p>\n

Ce-i \u00een afar\u0103 e scrum, dureri \u00eenecate-n suspine<\/p>\n

Ci-n dar ruga ne coase, prin jertfa-I, cunun\u0103 aleas\u0103,<\/p>\n

Ne-aduce din prinoase t\u0103rie \u00een noaptea nervoas\u0103.<\/p>\n

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C\u00e2nd toate sunt \u00een trans\u0103, cuprinse de spasme \u015fi spume,<\/p>\n

Jertfa ne este \u015fans\u0103, \u00een ceruri s\u0103 \u0163inem un nume.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd toate sunt n\u0103uce, pierdute de rost \u015fi putere,<\/p>\n

Jertfa-I ne e pe Cruce, \u00eendemn, adev\u0103r, m\u00e2ng\u00e2iere.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd toate-s inversate, pricini, r\u0103zbun\u0103ri, \u00eentristare,<\/p>\n

Prinoasele-s dreptate iar mo\u015fii-n nepo\u0163i dau c\u0103rare.<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea-\u0162i e Lumin\u0103 ie\u015firii de fapt din robie,<\/p>\n

Din moarte \u015fi din vin\u0103, c\u0103rare spre bl\u00e2nda vecie.<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd toate sunt pierdute v\u00e2ltorilor lumii, dezastre<\/p>\n

Ale dreptei redute Tu \u0163ii calea noastr\u0103 spre astre,<\/p>\n

Sunt cele mai lovite \u00een cas\u0103, \u00een lume, oriunde,<\/p>\n

Ele se vor strivite de cele ce lumea pretinde,<\/p>\n

De-aceea st\u00e2lpul casei biseric\u0103 este \u00een lume,<\/p>\n

Ce \u0163ine piept \u00eentoarsei politici de jafuri \u015fi glume.<\/p>\n

Altarul cel din cas\u0103 e batjocorit, f\u0103r\u0103 nume,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd toate sunt \u00een trans\u0103, cuprinse de spasme \u015fi spume,<\/p>\n

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R\u0103ul nu-\u0163i d\u0103 vre-o \u015fans\u0103, mai r\u0103u se revars\u0103 \u00een lume,<\/p>\n

Doar Legea-i face ans\u0103, stigmatul \u00een loc de renume,<\/p>\n

Legea-l taie pe cale, \u00een g\u00e2nd ori \u00een vorb\u0103 sau fapt\u0103,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd e-n toate-ale sale crezut\u0103, lucrat\u0103 \u015fi apt\u0103<\/p>\n

La fel, \u00een toate \u015fi tot, \u00een cas\u0103 \u015fi-n societate,<\/p>\n

Altfel, facem borhot steril iar nu lege-n dreptate,<\/p>\n

C\u0103ci nu dai r\u0103ul, cum vrei, afar\u0103 din lumea pierdut\u0103,<\/p>\n

Ci toate au ca temei Lumina-n Hristos rostuit\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u00centregul \u2013 baz\u0103 \u015fi sens \u2013 e-n des\u0103v\u00e2r\u015fit\u0103 lucrare,<\/p>\n

Se promoveaz\u0103 intens, prin rostul ce na\u015fte sub soare,<\/p>\n

Iar nu \u00een ciobul stingher de-adev\u0103r dai rost plin\u0103t\u0103\u0163ii.<\/p>\n

Astea, n\u0103sc\u00e2ndu-se, pier, n-au parte-n cununa drept\u0103\u0163ii,<\/p>\n

Sunt am\u0103giri ce-ap\u0103sat sporesc fantasmele lumii,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd adev\u0103ru-i l\u0103sat \u015fi ciob st\u0103 la baza cutumii,<\/p>\n

Face\u0163i r\u0103ului ans\u0103, puterile fie-i postume,<\/p>\n

R\u0103ul nu-\u0163i d\u0103 vreo \u015fans\u0103, mai r\u0103u se revars\u0103 \u00een lume.<\/p>\n

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Lupt\u0103 e cr\u0103ciunarea acum, c\u00e2nd e lumea-n schimbare,<\/p>\n

Dar nu to\u0163i au chemarea Luminii ca sens de sc\u0103pare,<\/p>\n

Nu to\u0163i v\u0103d r\u0103ul ca r\u0103u \u015fi nici moartea n-o v\u0103d ca moarte,<\/p>\n

Stau \u00een dreptar n\u0103t\u0103r\u0103u, ca orice, oric\u00e2nd s-aib\u0103 parte<\/p>\n

\u00cen acel ce-o fi o fi, de crunt\u0103 \u015fi rea nep\u0103sare,<\/p>\n

Ori sunt \u00een raiul de-aci distrac\u0163ie \u015fi \u00eembuibare,<\/p>\n

Ori mai a\u015fteapt\u0103 un zeu ca toate acela s\u0103 dreag\u0103,<\/p>\n

Ori e de-a dreptul ateu \u015fi-a sinelui lege i-e drag\u0103,<\/p>\n

Ori d\u0103 din zei un ghiveci, s\u0103 nu fac\u0103-n cer sup\u0103rare<\/p>\n

\u015ei face legea un terci cu de toate, f\u0103r\u0103 sc\u0103pare,<\/p>\n

\u015ei ale lumii sunt zob, popoare tocate la ra\u0163e,<\/p>\n

Dar se mai caut\u0103 glob, cu-averile s\u0103 se r\u0103sfa\u0163e\u2026<\/p>\n

\u00cen ast\u0103 noapte de chin, pogoar\u0103-\u0163i lumina Hristoase<\/p>\n

\u015ei arde acest venin \u015fi-aceste-nchin\u0103ri p\u0103c\u0103toase,<\/p>\n

\u00cen viu taie c\u0103rarea ca s\u0103 fii \u00een toate-alinare,<\/p>\n

Lupt\u0103 e cr\u0103ciunarea acum, c\u00e2nd e lumea-n schimbare.<\/p>\n

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\u015eerpi acoper\u0103 zarea, ispite \u00eendeas\u0103-n chemare,<\/p>\n

S\u0103 \u00eempiedice calea popoarelor spre \u00een\u0103l\u0163are,<\/p>\n

Se \u00eembrac\u0103-n \u015ftiin\u0163e, c\u00e2rtirea se-aga\u0163\u0103-n cutume<\/p>\n

\u015ei, \u015fterg\u00e2nd poc\u0103in\u0163e, Scripturilor dau alte nume,<\/p>\n

Se desf\u0103\u015foar\u0103-n New Age, dau alt\u0103 hain\u0103 Luminii<\/p>\n

\u015ei te conduc s\u0103-n\u0163elegi c\u0103 Sodoma nu-i pild\u0103 ru\u015finii,<\/p>\n

Totu-i \u00eentors \u015fi p\u0103tat, totul sub alt\u0103 lumin\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015ei c\u0103 nimic nu-i p\u0103cat, nimic nu e stare de vin\u0103,<\/p>\n

Dec\u00e2t s\u0103 nu fii ca ei, invers \u00eentr-o lume invers\u0103,<\/p>\n

S\u0103 nu \u0163ii a\u015fa idei perverse \u00een lumea pervers\u0103.<\/p>\n

De-aceea te-ntrebi: Cum ne tot arde ceru-n m\u00e2nie?<\/p>\n

De\u015fteapt\u0103-te azi, acum, de\u015fteapt\u0103-te dar Rom\u00e2nie,<\/p>\n

Stai \u00een cuv\u00e2ntul str\u0103mo\u015f, \u00eentoarce-te de-a\u015fa p\u0103cate.<\/p>\n

Spasmele astea coco\u015f de apa-nvierii sp\u0103late<\/p>\n

Fii, c-ai fost a\u015fezarea \u015ftiin\u0163elor \u00een ascultare,<\/p>\n

\u015eerpi acoper\u0103 zarea, ispite \u00eendeas\u0103-n chemare.<\/p>\n

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Femeia na\u015fte b\u0103iat, dar nu e \u00een lume vestire,<\/p>\n

Taina din cer nu-i de dat cu toat\u0103 iu\u0163imea de \u015ftire.<\/p>\n

\u015eerpii, afl\u00e2nd, mai nebuni s-ar zbate s\u0103 nu se-mplineasc\u0103,<\/p>\n

N-ar mai lucra \u00een r\u0103buni, ci aprig genunea s\u0103 casc\u0103.<\/p>\n

To\u0163i \u015ftiu c\u0103 este ceva, dar nu \u015ftiu ce este s\u0103 fie,<\/p>\n

C\u0103 din Lumin\u0103, c\u00e2ndva, p\u0103m\u00e2ntul va fi s\u0103 invie,<\/p>\n

Dar toate sunt \u00een ascuns, cum e \u00eenviere-n\u0103l\u0163area.<\/p>\n

Doar cei ale\u015fi au p\u0103truns, \u00een tain\u0103, cum vine chemarea<\/p>\n

\u015ei adev\u0103rul deschis, \u00een ora de mult hot\u0103r\u00e2t\u0103,<\/p>\n

Sare de-odat\u2032, nedezis s\u0103-ntoarc\u0103 planeta t\u00e2r\u00e2t\u0103,<\/p>\n

Sare, dar nu din od\u0103i, nici pustia nu-i este cas\u0103.<\/p>\n

Toate cuprinde-n v\u0103p\u0103i \u015fi lumea din moarte e tras\u0103,<\/p>\n

Ci nu vor c\u00e2inii turba\u0163i a\u015fa \u00eentorsur\u0103 pe lume,<\/p>\n

Dar\u0103 dul\u0103ii b\u0103rba\u0163i \u00een paz\u0103 lucreaz\u0103 \u00een spume<\/p>\n

\u015ei toate-n pas ap\u0103sat, lucr\u00e2nd patriarha dorire,<\/p>\n

Femeia na\u015fte b\u0103iat, dar nu e \u00een lume vestire.<\/p>\n

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\u015ei dorul nu e covat \u015fi via\u0163a e-n grea risipire,<\/p>\n

C\u0103 lucrul nu-i a\u015fezat \u015fi-s oamenii \u00een am\u0103gire,<\/p>\n

Tra\u015fi \u00eentre cer \u015fi p\u0103m\u00e2nt, p\u0103catele-s pietre de moar\u0103,<\/p>\n

U\u015for pierz\u00e2nd crez\u0103m\u00e2nt fura\u0163i se mor, ca s\u0103 nu moar\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

\u015ei-i jgheabul dragostei rupt de-a\u015fa risipire de lege,<\/p>\n

Lucr\u00e2nd Cuv\u00e2ntu-ntrerupt, fiecare cum \u00een\u0163elege<\/p>\n

\u015ei, f\u0103r\u2019 Dreptarul de sus la oameni \u015fi la popoare,<\/p>\n

Totu-i furat \u015fi sedus \u015fi toate sunt grea \u00een\u015felare.<\/p>\n

\u00cen cas\u0103 pierzi \u00eentr-un fel, dar lumea adun\u0103 p\u0103cate,<\/p>\n

Casa \u00een loc de Betel e co\u015ful de lumi sf\u0103r\u00e2mate,<\/p>\n

Toate se-ntorc bumerang \u00een cas\u0103 \u015fi lume dezastre,<\/p>\n

P\u0103catul pune \u00een \u015ftreang tr\u0103irea planetei albastre.<\/p>\n

\u00cen bezn\u0103 lumina-i chin, de-aceea ne doare, Hristoase,<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea celor ce vin, pentru noi, -sunt prea frumoase.<\/p>\n

P\u0103m\u00e2ntul e-ncorsetat de-a\u015fa dureroas\u0103 r\u0103pire<\/p>\n

\u015ei dorul nu e covat \u015fi via\u0163a e-n grea risipire.<\/p>\n

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Fachirul pierde baston \u015fi-n mare mirare e lumea,<\/p>\n

Scaunul afl\u0103 balcon, ca s\u0103 potoleasc\u0103 mul\u0163imea.<\/p>\n

Setea de jaf a sosit iar ceasul turban prinde via\u0163\u0103,<\/p>\n

Se-a\u015fteapt\u0103 semn r\u0103s\u0103rit, c\u0103ci vulturul nu face fa\u0163\u0103.<\/p>\n

Tot se petrece-n galop, schimb\u0103rile sunt uimitoare,<\/p>\n

Starea e ca la potop de-a\u015fa vremi p\u0103g\u00e2ne sub soare,<\/p>\n

\u00cengerul cup-a v\u0103rsat, c-un picior pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt \u015fi pe ape,<\/p>\n

Ce e \u015fi ce-a mai picat, fiecare cat\u0103 s\u0103 scape.<\/p>\n

Lumin\u0103 cele ce-au fost, Lumin\u0103 ce este s\u0103 fie,<\/p>\n

Se tot a\u015fteapt\u0103 un rost \u00een p\u0103ruta geografie<\/p>\n

Golul l\u0103sat de fachir ame\u0163e\u015fte oameni, popoare,<\/p>\n

Turbane sunt \u00een delir iar ve\u015ftile tulbur\u0103toare<\/p>\n

Cu Europ\u0103 f\u00e2\u015fii; \u00eencepe acum cr\u0103ciunarea,<\/p>\n

Sensuri venite f\u0103clii lumin\u0103-n ascuns celebrarea,<\/p>\n

Se tot a\u015fteapt\u0103 un ton s\u0103 schimbe-n \u0163ipare cucumea,<\/p>\n

Fachirul pierde baston \u015fi-n mare mirare e lumea.<\/p>\n

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Popoare cat\u0103 bonton, iar luptele casc\u0103 genunea,<\/p>\n

Noul turban de carton m\u00e2ndre\u015fte-n uimire ru\u015finea.<\/p>\n

Crucea \u00een fl\u0103c\u0103ri s-a pus, altarele-n fl\u0103c\u0103ri ofteaz\u0103,<\/p>\n

Ceru-n pr\u0103valnic apus \u015fi toat\u0103 pierzarea viaz\u0103,<\/p>\n

Bolile sap\u0103 \u00een cor, ca foamea nu-i doamn\u0103 mai mare,<\/p>\n

Luptele-s f\u0103r\u0103 onor \u015fi s\u0103biile simt disperare,<\/p>\n

C\u0103zut\u0103 e firea nespus, ambi\u0163iilor urme cumplite.<\/p>\n

Traiul \u00een urm\u0103 s-a dus la sap\u0103 \u015fi-aratul cu vite,<\/p>\n

Dar nu sunt vite \u015fi cai, nici s\u0103m\u00e2n\u0163\u0103, nici acareturi.<\/p>\n

Sapa-i de vaz\u0103 pe plai, fierarii-s boieri \u015fi fac mofturi,<\/p>\n

Tehnologia e jos, priceperea-n astea e mic\u0103,<\/p>\n

Toate-s \u00eentoarse pe dos, se moare de ciud\u0103, de fric\u0103,<\/p>\n

Este scr\u00e2\u015fnire de din\u0163i, f\u0103lo\u015fii se-ntorc \u00een smerire,<\/p>\n

Fiii revin la p\u0103rin\u0163i, c\u0103indu-se de r\u0103t\u0103cire,<\/p>\n

Dar au \u015fi unii canon s\u0103 fr\u00e2ng\u0103 din fa\u015f\u0103 minunea,<\/p>\n

Popoare cat\u0103 bonton, iar luptele casc\u0103 genunea.<\/p>\n

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Timpul sare \u00een coase c\u00e2nd na\u015fti lumea a doua oar\u0103,<\/p>\n

\u015ei nici c\u0103 vor, Hristoase, ca lumea ho\u0163iei s\u0103 piar\u0103.<\/p>\n

Sub nicio form\u0103 nu vor lumina-\u0162i \u00een toate-ale lumii,<\/p>\n

Ci mai degrab\u0103 se vor cu toate-mpotriva Luminii.<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea Ta ne e grea, ne cur\u0103\u0163\u0103 pe dinl\u0103untru,<\/p>\n

S-o ocolim de-am putea, s\u0103 fim pe f\u0103ga\u015ful neutru.<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea Ta ne e grea \u015fi-am vrea cu-ale lumii-mplinit\u0103,<\/p>\n

Lipi\u0163i de lumea cea rea, trezirea ne este cumplit\u0103.<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea Ta ne e grea, c\u0103-n b\u0103l\u0163ile lumii ne place,<\/p>\n

Ni-i cloaca lumii saltea, Lumina-\u0162i \u00een noi ne r\u0103scoace.<\/p>\n

De-aceea \u00een cu\u0163ite e Legea-\u0162i, cu toate-ale noastre,<\/p>\n

R\u0103zboaiele cumplite, \u00een noi \u015fi-n afar\u0103 -dezastre.<\/p>\n

Timpul se-ascunde \u00een fum, c\u0103r\u0103rile lumii-s blocate,<\/p>\n

Coasele taie duium, trupuri peste tot sf\u00e2rtecate,<\/p>\n

Via\u0163-a moarte miroase, groz\u0103via te \u00eenfioar\u0103,<\/p>\n

Timpul sare \u00een coase c\u00e2nd na\u015fti lumea a doua oar\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Na\u015fterea Ta Hristoase \u00een cas\u0103 ni-i grea \u015fi \u00een \u0163ar\u0103,<\/p>\n

Inimile v\u00e2rtoase v\u00e2rtos \u015fi cumplit o s\u0103 doar\u0103,<\/p>\n

C\u0103 Pomul vie\u0163ii e fr\u00e2nt dar e altoirea-n Lumin\u0103,<\/p>\n

Dorul de via\u0163\u0103, c\u0103runt, \u00een Domnul \u00ee\u015fi ia r\u0103d\u0103cin\u0103.<\/p>\n

Pre Dacia au sf\u00e2rtecat-o, dar Domnu-a n\u0103scut Rom\u00e2nie,<\/p>\n

Ierusalimul c\u0103lcat Bucure\u015fti din ceruri \u00eenvie.<\/p>\n

Totul este potrivnic, dar voia de sus nu-i tocmire,<\/p>\n

Ardealul nu vrea schivnic, fachiru-a l\u0103sat r\u0103t\u0103cire.<\/p>\n

Durerea tot apas\u0103, se clatin\u0103 \u0163ara-n deriv\u0103,<\/p>\n

Carpa\u0163ii stau \u00een ras\u0103, cl\u0103tin\u00e2nd pe cei \u00eempotriv\u0103.<\/p>\n

Dun\u0103rea-mare Buz\u0103u, c\u0103milele \u015firuri adap\u0103,<\/p>\n

Cade turbanu-n Ist\u0103u \u015fi vinerea crunt se \u00eengroap\u0103.<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea e \u00een dureri, dar apoi sunt toate uitate,<\/p>\n

Iertarea-l face pe ieri, popoarele ies din p\u0103cate,<\/p>\n

Toate-n haine frumoase din durere se \u00eenvioar\u0103<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea Ta Hristoase \u00een cas\u0103 ni-i grea \u015fi \u00een \u0163ar\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Na\u015fterea Ta Hristoase \u00een cas\u0103 ni-i grea \u015fi \u00een \u0163ar\u0103,<\/p>\n

Timpul sare \u00een coase c\u00e2nd na\u015fti lumea a doua oar\u0103.<\/p>\n

Popoare cat\u0103 bonton, iar luptele casc\u0103 genunea,<\/p>\n

Fachirul pierde baston \u015fi-n mare mirare e lumea<\/p>\n

\u015ei dorul nu e covat \u015fi via\u0163a e-n grea risipire.<\/p>\n

Femeia na\u015fte b\u0103iat, dar nu e \u00een lume vestire,<\/p>\n

\u015eerpi acoper\u0103 zarea, ispite \u00eendeas\u0103-n chemare,<\/p>\n

Lupt\u0103 e cr\u0103ciunarea acum, c\u00e2nd e lumea-n schimbare.<\/p>\n

R\u0103ul nu-\u0163i d\u0103 vre-o \u015fans\u0103, mai r\u0103u se revars\u0103 \u00een lume,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd toate sunt \u00een trans\u0103, cuprinse de spasme \u015fi spume<\/p>\n

Ne-aduce din prinoase t\u0103rie \u00een noaptea nervoas\u0103.<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea Ta Hristoase Lumin\u0103 \u00een bezna cea groas\u0103<\/p>\n

Omul e \u00een ispit\u0103 ocara de vrea s-o \u00eenfrunte.<\/p>\n

De casa-i oropsit\u0103, ora\u015ful \u015fi \u0163ara sunt fr\u00e2nte,<\/p>\n

R\u0103ul ne arde case, nevoile r\u0103u ne doboar\u0103.<\/p>\n

Na\u015fterea Ta Hristoase \u00een cas\u0103 ni-i grea \u015fi \u00een \u0163ar\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Ioan Nicolae Mu\u0219at<\/strong><\/p>\n

Buz\u0103u<\/strong><\/p>\n

28 noiembrie, 2017<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

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