{"id":34075,"date":"2017-12-10T11:08:13","date_gmt":"2017-12-10T11:08:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=34075"},"modified":"2017-12-10T11:10:34","modified_gmt":"2017-12-10T11:10:34","slug":"nicolae-valareanu-sarbu-poeme","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/12\/10\/nicolae-valareanu-sarbu-poeme\/","title":{"rendered":"Nicolae V\u0103l\u0103reanu S\u00c2RBU: Poeme"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Litanii de zi<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00cen dimine\u0163ile pline de c\u00e2ntec,
\np\u0103s\u0103rile-\u015fi caut\u0103
\ncuiburi de cear\u0103.
\n.
\nNu mai g\u0103sesc
\nunghere \u00een trup,
\ns\u0103 pun cuvintele
\ncare-mi lumineaz\u0103 drumul.
\n.
\nPort \u00een gur\u0103 veninul,
\nviclean ca un \u015farpe de nisip
\npe care am\u0103rui, vinul
\n\u00eel alung\u0103-n de\u015fert.<\/p>\n

Atunci, singur m\u0103 chem
\nla tainica mas\u0103 de scris
\nunde \u00eengerii p\u0103zesc.<\/p>\n

Nu \u015ftiu cum s\u0103-i rog
\nc\u00e2nd vin p\u0103s\u0103ri pe umeri,
\ns\u0103-mi pl\u00e2ng\u0103 bucuria.<\/p>\n

T\u0103cerea m\u0103 umple de aripi,
\nmierea pierdut\u0103 \u015fi nectarul
\nse vars\u0103 din mine
\nprin lacrimi.<\/p>\n

Neatinse de vulg,
\ncuvintele devin vorbitoare
\n\u015fi rostesc litanii
\nde zi
\n\u00eentru Domnul.<\/p>\n

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Zide\u015fte-m\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Ziditorule
\ncare pui piatr\u0103 peste piatr\u0103,
\n\u00eenal\u0163i coloane nesf\u00e2r\u015fite
\npe umerii lor cerul s\u0103-l sprijini
\n\u015fi-mi r\u0103scumperi p\u0103catul
\nde \u00eenceput,<\/p>\n

arat\u0103-mi calea de urmat transparent\u0103
\ndincolo de noapte, unde por\u0163i
\nfac scut de t\u0103cere
\n\u00een cuv\u00e2ntul spre rai,
\ndoar de sfin\u0163i deschiz\u0103tor.<\/p>\n

Cu heraldice litere celeste,
\nblazon \u00een numele Tat\u0103lui scrise
\n\u00een ochii \u00eempietri\u0163i de team\u0103
\npe un unghi de lumin\u0103 iert\u0103tor
\nunde-i gest de tain\u0103 \u00een crez,<\/p>\n

zide\u015fte-m\u0103 s\u0103 ai sufletul viu.<\/p>\n

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Numai tu, Doamne!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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C\u0103l\u0103torind spre apus
\nfac parte din zi
\ncum soarele din mine,<\/p>\n

\u00eenc\u0103lzind interiorul opac
\ncu raze curbate la col\u0163uri.<\/p>\n

P\u00e2n\u0103 \u015fi aerul respirat
\nse urc\u0103 prin s\u00e2nge
\ncu litere coapte de cerneal\u0103
\n\u00eentrup\u00e2nd \u00een g\u00e2nduri
\ncuvintele.<\/p>\n

Numai tu, Doamne!
\nE\u015fti primul care vede
\n\u00een ochii mei dezlegarea
\nde p\u0103catul tr\u0103d\u0103rii prin moarte.<\/p>\n

Sunt t\u0103cerile definitive.
\nLuminile stinse de v\u00e2nt
\n\u00een c\u0103u\u015ful de cear\u0103 al m\u00e2inii
\nce se topesc \u015fi ard
\nnemurirea.<\/p>\n

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Iluzie risip\u0103t\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Roag\u0103-te cerului,
\nnesf\u00e2r\u015fitului timp
\n\u00een unghiul care te cuprinde,<\/p>\n

\u015ftiind cum se m\u0103soar\u0103 dimensiunile
\nf\u0103r\u0103 m\u0103sur\u0103.<\/p>\n

\u00cemplinind \u00een iubire
\ntot ce \u0163i-e dat s\u0103 \u00een\u0163elegi,
\nde \u00eentoarcere nu mai este loc.<\/p>\n

Totul merge inainte,
\nprin epuizare te soarbe din drum<\/p>\n

suflet \u00een form\u0103 de pas\u0103re.<\/p>\n

Opreli\u015fti nu mai sunt
\ndoar v\u0103mi prin care s\u0103 treci,
\npl\u0103cerii nu-i mai zici dulce
\n\u015fi o dai ispitei;<\/p>\n

iluzie risipit\u0103,<\/p>\n

de orbitoarea lumin\u0103
\nprin duh.<\/p>\n

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Credin\u0163\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Nu am tr\u0103it \u00een lume f\u0103r\u0103 rost
\na\u015fa cum despre unii se spune,
\n\u00eentr-un cuv\u00e2nt \u00een miezul lui am fost,
\n\u00een c\u00e2ntec topindu-m\u0103 pe strune.<\/p>\n

N-am fost nici mare nici p\u0103m\u00e2nt de rod
\nc\u0103rare doar de trecere spre-apus,
\njudec\u0103tor n-am fost doar un aprod
\nce cheam\u0103 la lumin\u0103 un supus.<\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 am fost a\u015fa precum un g\u00e2nd
\ns\u0103m\u00e2n\u0163a ce nu se pierde-n moarte,
\nnu m-am n\u0103scut pe drumuri alerg\u00e2nd
\ns\u0103 nu-mi duc aproapele departe.<\/p>\n

\u0162ara-i morm\u00e2nt \u015fi leag\u0103n la urma\u015fi,
\nca un ocol al casei din b\u0103tr\u00e2ni
\n\u015fi nu e loc \u00een ea pentru vr\u0103jma\u015fi
\nca s\u0103 respire aer de st\u0103p\u00e2ni.<\/p>\n

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

Noaptea adormi\u0163ilor e lung\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Dealul viei, cimitirul
\ntata cu mama
\nintra\u0163i pe poarta asfin\u0163itului
\n\u00een cochilia somnului.<\/p>\n

Dorm separat
\nfiecare cu pam\u00e2ntul lui
\ndeasupra c\u00e2te un visin
\nle v\u00e2ntur\u0103 de\u015fert\u0103ciunea.<\/p>\n

Satul \u00eei acoper\u0103 pe trei laturi
\ns-aud\u0103 c\u00e2ntatul coco\u015filor,
\nla apus curge valea
\ndorm cu capul spre ap\u0103,
\na\u015fteapt\u0103 timpul \u00eenvierii.<\/p>\n

Luna-i \u00eentr-un brad uscat
\nstelele trec pe poteca al\u0103turat\u0103
\nun greier c\u00e2nt\u0103 l\u00e2ng\u0103 o cruce
\nobosit se furi\u015feaz\u0103-n ierburi,
\nnoaptea adormi\u0163ilor e lung\u0103.<\/p>\n

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

M\u0103rturie<\/strong><\/p>\n

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M-a\u015f \u00eemplini cu tine, Doamne
\ndac\u0103 trupul meu te-ar \u00eenc\u0103pea deplin,
\ninima n-ar avea palpita\u0163ii la lumin\u0103
\n\u015fi m-ar chema la umbr\u0103.
\nDac\u0103 cuv\u00e2ntul t\u0103u, Doamne
\ns-ar na\u015fte din mine ca un copac
\niar fructele lui ar fi poeme
\npentru to\u0163i oamenii, pentru toate fiin\u0163ele
\ncare n-au team\u0103 de infinit,
\ncare n-au team\u0103 de ei \u00een\u015fi\u015fi.
\nNu m\u0103 \u00eendoiesc c\u0103 tu \u015ftii asta
\n\u015fi ne la\u015fi pe noi s\u0103 alegem
\ncum s\u0103 ne umplem cu tine.
\nDeaceea am ales aceste cuvinte
\ns\u0103-\u0163i spun c\u0103 eu \u00eencerc,
\nTu ajut\u0103-m\u0103 \u00een fiecare clip\u0103
\ns\u0103 fiu o parte din tine,
\ns\u0103 fii o parte din mine.
\nAmin.<\/p>\n

——————————————–<\/p>\n

\u00a0Nicolae V\u0103l\u0103reanu S\u00c2RBU<\/strong><\/p>\n

Sibiu
\n10 decembrie, 2017<\/strong><\/p>\n

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