{"id":36276,"date":"2018-03-04T14:55:43","date_gmt":"2018-03-04T14:55:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=36276"},"modified":"2018-03-04T14:59:58","modified_gmt":"2018-03-04T14:59:58","slug":"irina-lucia-mihalca-taina-iubirii-poeme","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/03\/04\/irina-lucia-mihalca-taina-iubirii-poeme\/","title":{"rendered":"Irina Lucia MIHALCA: Taina iubirii (poeme)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Prelucrare grafic\u0103: Irina Lucia Mihalca<\/em><\/p>\n

*<\/p>\n

\u00a0Un r\u0103s\u0103rit pe un \u00eentins de ape… <\/strong><\/p>\n

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Un r\u0103s\u0103rit pe un \u00eentins de ape…<\/p>\n

Cimitir de ape? Naufragia\u0163ii se pierd<\/p>\n

pe valurile uneori, furtunoase.<\/p>\n

E\u015fti a\u015fezat \u00eentre virgule, undeva la cap\u0103t.<\/p>\n

Mereu \u00ee\u0163i g\u0103se\u015fti unul<\/p>\n

ca s\u0103 po\u0163i trece mai departe.<\/p>\n

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O tor\u0163\u0103 de lumin\u0103 por\u0163i cu tine,<\/p>\n

tr\u0103ind \u00een dou\u0103 lumi.<\/p>\n

Ce se ascunde \u00eentre dou\u0103 puncte?<\/p>\n

Nu exist\u0103 niciun semn de circula\u0163ie,<\/p>\n

nimeni nu \u015ftie \u00eencotro s-o ia.<\/p>\n

Unu-doi, \u00eenceput-sf\u00e2r\u015fit, deal-vale,<\/p>\n

ax\u0103 de noduri, echilibru,<\/p>\n

mijlocul c\u0103r\u0103rii. Unirea.<\/p>\n

\u00centre via\u0163\u0103 \u015fi moarte<\/p>\n

se pune virgul\u0103, totu\u015fi.<\/p>\n

St\u00e2nd pe aceea\u015fi corabie,<\/p>\n

unde e timpul<\/p>\n

creionat \u00een spa\u0163ii ideale?<\/p>\n

E timpul sf\u00e2r\u015fitului nostru?<\/p>\n

Nu, doar un timp!<\/p>\n

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\u00a0Nedesp\u0103r\u0163i\u0163i de Cer, s\u0103 bem din apa iubirii,<\/p>\n

s\u0103 d\u0103m sens vie\u0163ii, d\u00e2nd via\u0163\u0103 din via\u0163\u0103!<\/p>\n

Predestinare. Pentru o f\u00e2\u015fie de timp<\/p>\n

o e\u015farf\u0103 cu care m-ai \u00eenvelit.<\/p>\n

Toate \u00ee\u015fi au ceasul lor.<\/p>\n

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Sentimente ren\u0103scute, ardente, r\u0103scolitoare,<\/p>\n

ies la lumin\u0103, topindu-ne \u00een ele,<\/p>\n

niciodat\u0103 stinse, niciodat\u0103 pierdute<\/p>\n

prin timpuri, spa\u0163ii, g\u00e2nduri, tr\u0103iri<\/p>\n

– ceva din tine strig\u0103,<\/p>\n

te sf\u00e2rtec\u0103 cu totul -,<\/p>\n

m\u0103sur\u0103 ta nu mai are limite,<\/p>\n

tranforma totul \u00een tine.<\/p>\n

Nu ai putea tr\u0103i<\/p>\n

mereu \u00eemb\u0103tat de frumuse\u0163ea ei,<\/p>\n

nu po\u0163i tr\u0103i a\u015fa, cu un torent de st\u0103ri<\/p>\n

care n\u0103v\u0103lesc asupra ta,<\/p>\n

puterea cu care transmite<\/p>\n

e peste m\u0103sura ta, mult prea puternic\u0103!<\/p>\n

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Ceea ce trebuie s\u0103 tr\u0103iasc\u0103, va tr\u0103i,<\/p>\n

ceea ce trebuie s\u0103 creasc\u0103, va cre\u015fte,<\/p>\n

ceea ce trebuie s\u0103 se zideasc\u0103, se va zidi,<\/p>\n

ceea ce trebuie s\u0103 se \u00eentind\u0103, se va \u00eentinde,<\/p>\n

ceea ce trebuie s\u0103 se s\u0103deasc\u0103, se va s\u0103di,<\/p>\n

ceea ce trebuie s\u0103 se sting\u0103, se va stinge,<\/p>\n

ceea ce trebuie s\u0103 respire, va respira,<\/p>\n

ceea ce trebuie s\u0103 moar\u0103, va muri.<\/p>\n

Timpul e totul, \u00ee\u015fi poart\u0103<\/p>\n

speran\u0163a<\/p>\n

plutind prin via\u0163\u0103…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

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Ciudat\u0103 clepsidr\u0103<\/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

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

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

Clipa de tain\u0103 <\/strong><\/em><\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0 <\/em><\/p>\n

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

—————————————— <\/em><\/p>\n

Irina Lucia MIHALCA<\/strong><\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Bucure\u0219ti<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

4 martie 2018<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

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